She cared about him too much, and he was a dangerous person to love. He wouldn't love her back.

I don't have the life of a famous person. But I do feel like I've been able to connect with a lot of people.

He didn't seem to realize that three excuses was as good as no excuse.

But certain souls cohere. It's rare but possible. But it takes two powerful wills to make it so.

Healing wasn’t always the best thing. Sometimes a hole was better left open. Sometimes it healed too thick and too well and left separate pieces fused and incompetent. And it was harder to reopen after that.

A loving soul was always more beautiful over the long haul, but actual prettiness was fleeting.

Parents were the only ones obligated to love you; from the rest of the world you had to earn it.