People try to make sense of things, and if they don’t know the answers, they make them up,because for some, a wrong answer is better than none.

But the world moves on, even when you don't want it to, even when change feels like the end of everything. It never stops.

No matter how interminable something feels, there is always, always an ending. Sometimes that's good, and sometimes it's bad; sometimes it's a matter of indifference, and sometimes it's heartbreaking, and your life is never the same thereafter.

Caring too much could be dangerous; I saw that now. But the alternative was no better.

But it was like a dance across a field strewn with razors, and I bled with every step I took.

Sometimes it felt as if all happiness came at a price. You could never, ever, have perfection. Life gave you beauty so you could bear the pain.

We stood back-to-back, blocking and striking in harmony; sometimes it felt like his arms and legs were an extension of me. I could count on him to keep them off me from behind.