“Someone shouts, "Enough!" and I think too much and nothing at all.”

“Suicide to them is an act of selfishness. Someone who is truly selfless does not think of himself often enough to desire death.”

“You think giving you a hug would give away too much?" he says."You know," I say. "I really don't care."I stand on my tiptoes and press my lips to his.It is the best moment of my life.”

“I love you," I say.I said that once, before I went to Erudite headquarters, but he was asleep then. I don't know why I didn't say it when he could hear it. Maybe I was afraid to trust him with something so personal as my devotion. Or afraid that I did not know what it was to love someone. But now I think the scary thing was not saying it before it was too late. Not saying it before it was almost too late for me.”

“I can’t leave now. I like her too much. There, I said it. But I won’t say it again.”

“I did not know that my entire personality, my entire being, could be discarded as the byproduct of my anatomy. What if I really am just someone with a large prefrontal cortex...and nothing more?”

“I wonder how I seem to them. They must see someone I don't see. Someone capable and strong. Someone I can't be; someone I can be.”