The thing is...what they don't tell you about forgiveness is this-you don't give it for the other person's sake, but your own.

I closed my eyes. I forced myself to relax, to remember that here, now, and always, I was the predator.

Maybe we had just gotten too used to being alone-- and maybe that needed to change.

Everyone needs reality to punch them in the face every once in a while. Keeps you on guard.

Owain crossed his arms over his chest. "I've gone straight. Only good, clean jobs for me now." "So, in other words," North said, "you're living in poverty?

I can't do this anymore," I cried, "Why won't you just leave me alone?" Because you would never leave me.

Sometimes you're the one speeding along in a panic, doing too much, not paying attention, wrecking things you don't mean to. And sometimes life just happens to you, and you can't dodge it. It crashes into you because it wants to see what you're made of.