He was the strangest of strangers in that he was also her oldest friend.
Love is like war; easy to begin, hard to end.
She cared about him too much, and he was a dangerous person to love. He wouldn't love her back.
She closed her eyes. "I didn't know that. i didn't know anything. It scares me the things I told myself. But I would have told myself almost anything, because I wanted to believe him." "Why?" "Because I wanted to be with you.
No matter how far back you cut a willow tree, it will never really die.
Everything good requires sacrifices.