You can never tell about a person by guessing...that's why language was invented. Otherwise, we'd all be like dogs, sniffing each other to find out where we stood.

You have to choose the voice you are going to trust. You can't listen to everyone.

I think love is a huge factor in fiction and in real life. Is there a risk? Always. In fiction and in life

Maybe some love was guaranteed. Maybe it fit inside you and around you like skin and bones.

It's not finding what's lost, it's understanding what you've found.

Sometimes words drew blood, they cut your tongue, they made you know things you couldn't unknow.

Just because something is unspoken doesn't mean that it disappears.