Don’t take this the wrong way, but you smell like Magnus.

“We spoke of how to say good-bye,” Jem said. “When Jonathan bid farewell to Davi…”

“I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there’s a life after that, …”

“That sounds terrific, thought Cary, just you, your comatose wife your shell-sho…”

“If one could look this fabulous, one had an obligation to.”