Emma:“He broke your heart! How can you call it love when he hurt you so badly?” Kellan:“It was love because it was worth it.

— Jay Asher

Everything...affects everything

— Jay Asher

Here's a tip. If you touch a girl, even as joke, and she pushes you off, leave... her... alone. Don't touch her. Anywhere! Just stop. Your touch does nothing but sicken her.

— Jay Asher

History's a bitch when you're in the middle of it.

— Jay Asher

I can't. You can't rewrite the past.

— Jay Asher

I decided to find out how people at school might react if one of the students never came back.

— Jay Asher

I didn't feel physically sick. But mentally. My mind was twisting in so many ways. (...) We once saw a documentary on migraines. One of the men interviewed used to fall on his knees and bang his head against the floor, over and over during attacks. This diverted the pain from deep inside his brain, where he couldn't reach it, to a pain outside that he had control over.

— Jay Asher

If my love were an ocean, there would be no more land. If my love were a desert, you would see only sand. If my love were a star-late at night, only light. And if my love could grow wings, I'd be soaring in flight.

— Jay Asher

If there's one thing I've still got, it's my memory. Which is too bad. Maybe if I forgot things once in a while, we'd all be a little bit happier.

— Jay Asher

If you hear a song that makes you cry, and you don’t want to cry anymore, you don’t listen to that song anymore. But you can’t get away from yourself. You can’t decide to not see yourself anymore. You can’t decide to turn off the noise in you head.

— Jay Asher