“Anna,” he said, dragging his frosted fingers through my hair.”Don’t you know what it means when a boy pulls your hair at your birthday party?” “No.” Just, then, i didn’t know what anything meant.”

“I really don’t even know you, and yet, in my life, you are forever entangled; to my history, inextricably bound.”

“Nothing ever really goes away–it just changes into something else. Something beautiful.”

“Weeping is not the same thing as crying. It takes your whole body to weep, and when it’s over, you feel like you don’t have any bones left to hold you up.”