When I first met you, that's what I remember. I looked up at the sky and thought, I'm going to love this person because even the sky looks different.

Darkness does not leave us easily as we would hope.

Aunt Mercy put down her tiles, one at a time. I-T-C-H-I-N.Aunt Grace leaned closer to the board, squinting. "Mercy Lynne, you're cheatin' again! What kinda word is that? Use it in a sentence.""I'm itchin' ta have some a that white cake.""That's not how you spell it." At least one of them could spell. Aunt Grace pulled one of the tiles off the board. "There's no T in itchin'." Or not.

The business of the dead belongs to the living.

It's not easy to be Light when you've been Dark. It's almost too much to ask anyone.-Macon Ravenwood

I guess this was what it felt like to love someone and feel like you had lost them. Even when you were still holding them in your arms.

Feelings are memories. Memories are also feelings.

And what do I know about humans? Only this: My name is Doloria Maria de la Cruz, and I'm not just the end of childhood. I'm the end of humanity. And if you come from the skies- I'm coming for you.

Jump or stay in the boat.

i know how it makes you feel...peaceful, permanent, unbroken