She carries chaos like an overcoat.

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.

We’re bound by chains of love, but they don’t weigh us down. Instead, they allow us to be bigger and better than we are.

His face held a certain impassivity; you see it in all waiters and valets. They might want to jam a knife through your left eye socket, but you'd never know it from their expression. Working retail, I've acquired a similar look myself.

Sometimes the past needed to stay buried; it was the only way you could move on. And sometimes you had to dig it up, because that too was the only way.

My heart raced. He needs you, I thought. Don't let him down. I couldn't remember ever being so happy... or so scared.

He’s worth fighting for, but I won’t change who I am for any man. No more than he should alter himself to suit me.