She hadn't chosen the brave life. She'd chosen the small, fearful one.

She loved her mother and depended on her mother, and yet every single word her mother said annoyed her.

Someday when you're twenty, maybe, I'll see you again. You'll be this hot soccer star at some great school, with a million guys more interesting than I am chasing you down. And you know what? I'll see you and I'll pray you want me still.

It’s more that I’m afraid of time. And not having enough of it. Time to figure out who I’m supposed to be… to find my place in the world before I have to leave it. I’m afraid of what I’ll miss.

When you feel someone else's pain and joy as powerfully as if it were your own, then you know you really loved them.

He tricked himself into thinking that she would look into his eyes and remember, that love would conquer all.

She was alive, and they were dead. She had to try to make her life big. As big as she could. She promised Bailey she would keep playing.