Please don't judge me too much until you are older and know more things. (Spoken from mother to daughter)

We forgive and forget. At least I forgive and he forgets.

People sometimes talk about the power of first impressions, and believe me, there is truth to it.

I killed her once and died for her many times

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

What happened to me by myself felt partly dreamed, partly imagined, definitely shifted and warped by my own fears and wants. But who knows? Maybe there is more truth in how you feel than in what actually happens.

Forget Jack, I'm in love with the cold, dirt floor.