“Yes, yes," Gee Sook said. "Look how Jung stands like a man today.”

“While we played, Meiying often sat by herself on the bench, huddled against the chill, looking at the library books on her lap, the pages glowing under the street lamp. The pages would sometimes turn in the wind, but she did not notice.”

“I know I am a writer because until I’m writing I don’t know what I know.”

“Gee, is that my broken heart lying on the floor? Yes. Yes, it is.”

“Shh," he said. "Look.""Where?""Can't you see'um?" he whispered. "All the Terabithians standing on tiptoe to see you.""Me?""Shh, yes. There's a rumor going around that the beautiful girl arrving today might be the queen they've been waiting for.”

“I am confident, because you said yes. Or was it....." He looks up to the ceiling in deep thought and then back at me. "Oh, I remember. It was...yes, yes, yes, fucking hell, yes!”

“Jason said, "Yes. Gerard T. Giraffe."What does the 'T' stand for?" 'The.”