Niall: We're Tossed By The Winds Of

She Could And Had Faced An Armed Laser In The Hands Of A Mad Mutant Mercenary With Less Fear Than She Faced Such Unswerving Emotion.

Pretending The Past Doesn't Exist Is As Bad As Living In It.

...if I Don't Have Twenty Or Thirty Books Right Here, Waiting To Be Read, I Start Jonesing. That's My Compulsion.

"it Doesn't Matter How Long It Takes." She Thought Of Him, Of Them, The Lifetime Already Shared. "it's How Long It Lasts."

What Other Thing, Eve?" "i Love You. Sometimes It Makes My Stomach Hurt, But I Kind Of Like It. Tired Now, Come To Bed. Love You.