“Nothing?" Favonius cried. "The one you care for most… plunged into Tartarus, and you still will not allow the truth?"

Suddenly Jason felt like he was eavedropping.”

“He suddenly felt nothing, or rather Nothing, a pre-tornadic stillness of zero sensation, as if he were the very space he occupied.”

“He felt very tired, not from the mental effort, but because he had suddenly seen what the world was like, how there are many lies and truths”

“At the time I thought what I had with you and your mother was better than nothing. But if you can't tell the truth to the people you care about the most, eventually you stop being able to tell the truth to yourself.”

“He felt like a man who, chasing rainbows, has had one of them suddenly turn and bite him in the leg.”

“Gwendolen, it is a terrible thing for a man to find out suddenly that all his life he has been speaking nothing but the truth. Can you forgive me?”

“What must it be like, to have a boy like you so much he cries for you?”

“But if you can't tell the truth to the people you care about the most, eventually you stop being able to tell the truth to yourself.”

“When he sat alone in the darkness and cried and was done, all done with it, nothing had changed. His leg still hurt, it was still dark, he was still alone and the self-pity had accomplished nothing.”

“Opinions are like orgasms… mine matters most and I really don’t care if you have one.”