Quotes from Ann Napolitano

they're contained in their bodies, in the biographical facts of their lives.

She realized that she was most certainly a mammal and had the ability to shake the world apart and create a human when she unleased her power. She was a mother. This identify shuddered through her, welcome like water to a dry riverbed. It felt so elemental and true that Julia must have unknowingly been a mother all along, simply waiting to be joined by her child.

ringing all the bells of adulthood.

molecules dancing between them, and

possible mistake, the tiredness of having spent weeks barely sleeping on someone else's couch, her father's gone-ness.

He was his acts of kindness, and his love for his daughters,

William wanted to cup his hands again, to hold close his love for his wife, to hold close her love for him.

She would wait, forever if necessary, for a man who saw the expanse of her, the

It occurred to him, for the first time, that just because you never thought about someone didn't mean they weren't inside you.

What happened is baked into your bones, Edward. It lives under your skin. It's not going away. It's part of you and will be part of you every moment until you die. What you've been working on is learning to live with that.

You're built for the life you're living now. You have a gift for seeing what's wrong with these boys. And besides, you can't fail when you're doing what you love." William was silent, considering this. "Do you not get it?" Arash had said, exasperated. William started to respond, but the older man cut him off: "It doesn't matter if you get it, actually. It's true.

Rose glared in Sylvie's direction with an anger she didn't understand but that made Sylvie's

William worked on his passing too, so he could feed the ball to the best players in the park. He wanted to keep his place on the court, and he knew that if he made the other boys better, he had value.

This act of generosity—Cecelia and Emeline had nothing to gain from him, personally—still struck him as extraordinary.

He wanted to know where the ice was weakest beneath their feet so he could keep them from falling through.

Sylvie had talked about one-two punches, about how Charlie had died on the day Izzy was born, and Sylvie had clearly used her magic to somehow bring William his daughter on the day his heart broke. His wife was trying to save him, yet again.

Julia felt a deep gratitude to Manhattan, both for demanding all of her attention and for offering no reminders of her old life.

Imagine that I'm a house, and when I find my great love, I'll become the entire world. Our love will show me so much more than I'll be able to see on my own.

His body was now more or less irrelevant. Arash studied him. "I heard you're

She would wait, forever if necessary, for a man who saw the expanse of her, the way her father had.

When your love for a person is so profound that it's part of who you are, then the absence of the person becomes part of your DNA, your bones, and your skin. Charlie's and Sylvie's deaths were

muddled insides of his head, or perhaps his soul. He'd been writing the book for almost five years, but he'd done so in

I always thought that I wanted that dream because I was romantic and destined to live a big life, but that wasn't true. I created that dream because real life scared me, and that dream seemed so far-fetched I didn't think it would ever happen. I'd never seen that kind of love in person. My parents loved each other, but badly, and they were miserable.

No matter how many minutes remained on the clock, there was no chance of victory.