Todo tuvo perfecto sentido, y al mismo tiempo, nada parecía tener sentido en absoluto.
Jamie Sullivan tenía leucemia... Jaime, la dulce Jamie, se estaba muriendo... Mi Jamie...

“It wasn't that long, and it certainly wasn't the kind of kiss you see in movies…”

“He lived a wounded life”

“The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.”

“You've always lived here, right?" Sarah asked."Except for the years I went to c…”