“I couldn't help but think, This car is taking me to a mental hospital and my mother is treating it like open-mic night at a Greenwich Village café.”

“Death is like my car. It takes me where I want to go.”

“I couldn't imagine owning beauty like my mothers. I wouldn't dare.”

“I couldn't help thinking about my dream, with Annabeth crumpled and lifeless in Luke's arms. Here I was rescuing baby monsters, but I couldn't save my friend.”

“For me, mentally I'll prepare like a normal game, like I was the No. 4 starter. I just wanted to be focused for the game and not worry about anything else, not think about it being opening day.”

“I passed an entire night in mental turmoil. Ultimately, I decided to take the plunge without even informing my family.”

“Children love their mothers. Especially with a boy child and his mother, there's a bond that's unbreakable. I love my mother to this day. One of the most painful things I ever had to do was bury her, realizing that even though I was her hero, I couldn't help her with this last thing. I couldn't help her get better. All I wanted was to give her everything she wanted. Everything my father didn't give her, everything she never had.”

“Off she'd go to the hospital, a place I believe she secretly liked because they treat you like a child there.”

“In the photograph by my bed my mother is perpetually smiling on me. I guess I have forgiven us both, although sometimes in the night my dreams will take me back to the sadness, and I have to wake up and forgive us again.”

“Jason patted me on the back. “Tomorrow night we'll take you out chasing deer.”
“I thought you'd chase cars,” I said.
He grinned. “What fun is that? Cars don't bleed.”