The Measure Of Love Is To Love

Oh, Good. You're Starting To Talk About Yourself In The Third Person. That's Not A Sign Of Impending Megalomania Or Anything.

I Am Not Going To Live, And I Can Choose To Be As Much For Her As I Can Be, To Burn As Brightly For Her As I Wish, And For A Shorter Time, Than To Burden Her With Someone Only Half-alive For A Longer Time. I Is My Choice, William, And You Cannot Make It For Me.

The Brother's Hood Fell Back, And His Silvery Hair Shone Out In The Dim Chamber Like Starlight. All The Air Rushed Out Of Tessa's Lungs In A Single Instant. The Silent Brother Was Jem.

If No One In The Entire World Cared About You, Did You Really Exist At All?

Charlotte, Will’s Being Vexing.' 'and The Sun Has Come Up In The East,' Said Jem, To No One In Particular.