sometimes we put up walls. not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to knock them down.

Dave really cares about the things I care about.

Nobody cares how much you know until they know how much you care.

Now, we may knock down a few walls and give all the rooms a fresh coat of paint. But this definitely is not a rebuilding process.

We had some cute stuff to say, but you all don't care about that.

Day leans in toward me. He reaches up to touch my face. I can tell it still hurts him to use his fingers, and his nails are dark with dried blood. "You're brilliant," he says. "But you're a fool to stay wish someone like me."

I close my eyes at the touch of his hand. "Then we're both fools.