He's Got A Great Sense Of Humor

"jem?" He Said. "is It You, James?" "who Else?" Jem's Voice.

There Is No Cure For Fictional Character Love, But The Plus Side Is That It Is An Entirely Benign Disease With No Bad Side Effects.

She Did Not Belong To Will-she Was Too Much Herself To Belong To Anyone, Even Jem-but She Belonged With Them, And Silently He Cursed The Consul For Not Seeing It.

You Never Cared That I Was Your Sister Before.” “didn’t I?” His Black Eyes Flicked Up And Down Her. “our Father’s Dead,” He Said. “there Are No Other Relatives. You And I, We Are The Last. The Last Of The Morgensterns. You Are The Only One Left Whose Blood Runs In My Veins, Too. You Are My Last Chance.

We Are Not Here Just Because We Have Nowhere Else; We Need Nowhere Else, Because We Have The Institute, And Those Who Are In It Are Our Family.