Because the things we don't have are sadder than the things we have. Because the things we don't have exist in our imaginations, where they are perfe… - Gabrielle Zevin

Each period had required me to be a slightly different person, and that was exhausting. I wondered if school had always felt this way and whether it was like this for everone.

What makes a person want to shiver in a train station for nothing more than the promise of a secret image? But then, what makes a person drive down an unmarked road in the middle of the night? Maybe it was the willingness to play that hinted at a tender, eternally newborn part in all humans. Maybe it was the willingness to play that kept one from despair.

He doesn't believe in "the one." There are zillions of people in the world; no one is that special.