"I've never minded it,"he went on. "Being lost, that is. I had always thought one could not truly be lost if one knew one's own heart. But I fear I may be lost without knowing yours."
"If no one cares for you at all, do you even really exist?"
"You had to know a person well to make them laugh like that."
"She had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did now know him at all?"
"Must I go bound while you go freeMust I love a manwho doesn't love meMust I be born with so little artAs to love a man who'll break my Heart"
"Ah,” said a voice from the doorway, “having your annual ‘everyone thinks Will is a lunatic’ meeting, are you? “It’s biannual,” said Jem. “And no, this is not that meeting."