The dead are visible only in the terrible lidless eye of memory. The living, thank heaven, retain the ability to surprise and to disappoint.

“I realized that my eyes were closed and opened them. Augustus was staring at me…”

“You just gotta tell her, man,’ I said. ‘You just gotta say, “Angela, I really l…”

“Goddamn," Augustus said quietly. "Aren't you something else.”

“People always get used to beauty, though. I haven’t gotten used to you just yet”