“Because theres nothing wrong with me, Alec says. You know what is? Our society is so screwed up from top to bottom, everything about it, that its become impossible to fix. Its easier to change peop...”

“My memories are like a shuffled deck of cards, each one coming up at random.”

“Some memories are presents that I'm unable to unwrap over and over.”

“My dad believes that bad disguises itself - that danger hides. I think it's the opposite. The truly horrible things about the world are always reaching out for you.”

“The boy I used to know as Thomas Merker has been erased--replaced with a personality programmed by television and commercials to act a certain way.”

“Because there’s nothing wrong with me,” Alec says. “You know what is? Our society is so screwed up from top to bottom, everything about it, that it’s become impossible to fix. It’s easier to change...”

“All the time, I looked out our lattice window. I watched the birds fly by. I followed the clouds on their travels. I studied the moon as it grew larger, then shrank. So much happened outside my win...”

“The cost of oblivious daydreaming was always this moment of return, the realignment with what had been before and now seemed a little worse. ”

“How's daydreaming affecting nightmares?? Showing the light where is all dark!”

“When I walk, I walk with you. Where I go, you're with me always.”

“I think ... I should go home soon. Mom and Luke are probably going nuts. What about you?"He shrugged, a casual lift of one shoulder. "You tell me. When I left Nevernever, I didn't have any plans ot...”

“Catch me, Seth," she invited.He paused."Faeries chase," he said, an then , with a flirtatious smile, he turned away, but before he could take a second step, she was behind him, arms around him, lip...”

“It was nostalgic in that painful way nostalgia could be”

“We cannot escape the longing, no matter what life we choose. Were either longing for people, places or times gone by, which are essentially the same things: memories. And, whether or not we travel,...”

“What seems real one moment is fiction the nextand gone out of existence the moment after that.Nostalgia is the greatest enemy of truth,and change our only constancy.”