“Work till you drop dead, and get back up till you drop again!”

“Never give up when things get hard, gust keep on going forward!”

“You can do anything if you accept the challenge, rise to the occasion, try harder, and drive it home!”

“If I waited till I felt like writing, I'd never write at all.”

“What.” Oh, for God’s sake. “Fine. Why wouldn’t it ever work out?”“Because I was, and I remain, utterly and completely and totally… in love with you.” Qhuinn’s mouth dropped open.”

“Love is like a pane of glass.. It can take harsh beatings from the weather around it... But if it gets hit in the right place it shatters.. And when you try to pick it up... You end up getting cut.”

“seven.seven was when ethan had learned to ride a bicycle.macon was visited by one of those memories that dent the skin, that strain the muscles. he felt the seat of ethan's bike pressing into his hand--the curled-under edge at the rear that you hold onto when you're trying to keep a bicycle upright. he felt the sidewalk slapping against his soles as he ran. he felt himself let go, slow to a walk, stop with his hands on his hips to call out, "you've got her now! you've got her!" and ethan rode away from him, strong and proud and straight-backed, his hair picking up the light till he passed beneath and oak tree. ”