Because I love you.' It was easy to say it this time now that I understood what it meant. Then I quoted his own words back to him. 'Not just when it's easy. All the time.

Time is fluid, so the moments where everything feels perfect pass in a wink, and those where you're on your knees in despair drag on like the death of a thousand cuts.

With a polite smile, I decided she was insane.

Possessiveness isn’t love. I’m not even sure it qualifies as an emotion.

For love to flourish there has to be trust. Promises don’t matter as much as personal choice.

In the enclave, the strong and the physically perfect survived, but if you were strong, you protected the weak until they had an opportunity to grow into their own power.

I’d never known it was possible to love as he did— with complete devotion yet devoid of promises.