You can destroy a factory, and they'll build another. But once you destroy a life, that's it. You never get that person back.

But there's a beginning in an end, you know? It's true that you can't reclaim what you had, but you can lock it up behind you. Start fresh.

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

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.

Dreaming led to disappointment, and disappointment to a kind of depressed funk that wasn’t easy to shake. Better to stay in the gray than get eaten by the dark.

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

I think I'm losing it—I don't know what's happening, what happened, but I look at you, I look at you, and I love you so much. Not because of anything you've said, or done, or anything at all. I look at you, and I just love you, and it terrifies me. It terrifies me what I would do for you.