"The damage was permanent; there would always be scars. But even the angriest scars faded over time until it was difficult to see them written on the skin at all, and the only thing that remained was the memory of how painful it had been."
"Once you had put the pieces back together, even though you may look intact, you were never quite the same as you'd been before the fall."
"I became a firefighter because I wanted to save people. But I should have been more specific. I should have named names."
"Take it from me: love has all the lasting permanence of a rainbow- beautiful while it's there, and just as likely to have disappeared by the time you blink."
"Love was that way. You could not render it in black or white. It always came down to the strange, blended shades of grey."
"My mother... she is beautiful, softened at the edges and tempered with a spine of steel. I want to grow old and be like her."