" It was an insane, impossible-to-keep promise, of course.

But he didn't care. Because when he'd made it, his heart--which, he suddenly understood, had been useless up until now, just killing time pumping his blood around--his heart had lifted right out of his chest, as if it had been reborn as a bird, and was now soaring somwhere near the top of the watchtower.

And the view from there was terrific. "

― Sara Pennypacker , Here in the Real World