Girls took to dressing like boys, and though women had obtained the vote, we had swiftly moved on to pursuing flashier freedoms: necking in cars and smoking cigarettes and walking down city streets in flesh colored stockings.

She was trying to sound tough and impatient, but she knew that vulnerable desire to be wooed was still brimming in her tone.

Life was a short window and there was no sense in doing the wrong thing over and over even if it was so difficult to stop.

To look in the face of hard things and keep moving forward - that's what one has to do.

I've always believed in savoring the moments. In the end, they are the only things we'll have.

The headiest loves were the loves that couldn't be.

There was plenty of life left and if he had to he would use it all to get her back. The time had passed for making promises to her-all that was left for him was to act.