He fell in love with the way she closed her eyes, long before he fell in love with her.

Some things, when they change, never do return to the way they once were. Butterflies for instance, and women who've been in love with the wrong man too often.

This was what it meant to be human, to know that time moved and all things changed.

One of my favorites is "Time and Again" by Jack Finney. It takes place in Manhattan and goes back and forth between 1882 and the 1950s. It's really a cult book.

I really feel like the gift is also the curse. It's always half-and-half. Whatever brings you the most joy will also probably bring you the most pain. Always a price to pay

Still, she knows one thing for certain: never judge a relationship unless you are the one wrapped up in its arms.

I feel like my eyes are killing me at the end of the day and that I shouldn't use them.