“What was the point of even having a conversation when words couldn't be trusted?”

“Awww," Minho said. "That's almost as sweet as that time she slammed the end of a spear into your shuck face.”

“Thomas: Is it [my brain] fixed?Brenda: It worked, judging from the fact that you're not trying to kill us anymore...”

“I'm so sorry," he whispered to her, knowing she couldn't hear. I'm so sorry." Her mouth moved, working to speak, and he leaned in to make out what she was trying to say. "Me ... too," she whispered...”

“Memories had come back to Thomas on several occasions. The Changing, the dreams hed had since, fleeting glimpses here and there, like quick lightning strikes in his mind. And right now, listening t...”

“I hated the place, Tommy. I hated every second of every day. And it was all your fault!”

“If you want romance, fuck a journalist.”

“That's the thing with keeping up appearances, Rose; people will do anything to get one and anything to keep one.”

“I had never seen the end of day and the beginning of the night greet each other. We were caught in the loveliness between the two. A House Like a Lotus”