"Well,” Tessa said, sighting along the line of the knife, “you behave as if you dislike me. In fact, you behave as if you dislike us all.”“I don’t,” Gabriel said. “I just dislike him.” He pointed at Will.“Dear me,” said Will, and he took another bite of his apple. “Is it because I’m better-looking than you?"
"I thought... that we could at least talk about books."
"I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you."
"She had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did now know him at all?"
"It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them."
"She had never imagined she had the power to make someone else so happy. And not a magical power, either--a purely human one."