Louisa: "I would rather be with you — even the you that you seem to think is diminished — than with anyone else in the world."
Will: "You are scored on my heart."
Louisa: "Then he smiled. It was lovely, his smile — a slow thing, full of recognition."
Louisa: " . . . And I told him a story of two people. Two people who shouldn't have met, and who didn't like each other much when they did, but who found they were the only two people in the world who could possibly have understood each other."