Sometimes love was not about winning, but about wise sacrifice and the realiability of friends like Arianne. Friendship, Roland realized, was its very own kind of love.

“I hope that I live for a thousand years, and have a thousand daughters so that …”

“Yeah,there was a whole chapter on you in my eight grade History of Angels textb…”

“I get to live forever," he repeated. Luce was still lost, but he kept talking, …”

“Hubo un tiempo cuando imaginabas que podías ser quien te propusieras. Que podía…”