Penny: I wish I’d met you a long time ago. When we were kids.
Dodge: It couldn’t have happened any other way. It had to happen now.
Penny: But it isn’t enough time.
Dodge: It never would have been.
Penny: I’m scared.
Dodge: I… am madly in love with you, Penny. You’re my favorite, favorite thing.
Penny: I thought that somehow we’d save each other.
Dodge: We did. Penny. I’m really glad I got to know you.
When I’m with you I don’t breathe quite right.
Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be.
The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.
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