How many times could you give up on someone you loved?

She was astonished, and at the same time she knew. There were many things in life like that. You couldn’t imagine it, and then it happened and you couldn’t really imagine it hadn’t.

What can I say? I'm obsessed. And as we all know obsessed girls can't be held responsible for our actions.

Their friendship was only one aspect of their lives but it seemed to give meaning to all the others.

It's always nervewracking to put yourself out there. But it's the root of joy.

She knew whose love she doubted. It wasn't her parents' and it wasn't her friends: It was her own.

He no longer represented someday a possibility. He represented a road not taken a road that suddenly shot so far into the distance she couldn’t see it anymore.