Once you see the good in someone, it's hard not to notice the good in everyone.

The world can fall to pieces around us, but in the end, we'll always make it back to us.

There's a little blackness inside all of us.

It’s not really the love that I envy, it’s the trust. The feeling that no matter how bad you screw up, there is always someone who will accept you and love you for who you are; not because they have to, just because they can’t not love you.

It's not our mistakes that define us. It's the lessons we learn that show our true character.

The relentless pull of love is a thousand times harder to fight than the tides. If you’re lucky, you’ll make it out before you drown. If you’re even luckier, you’re pulled under just long enough to wash away the sorrow. If you’re really lucky, like me, you resurface just in time to find the one you love floating right beside you.

Life has shown me all too often that there is no rhyme or reason to the cruelty inflicted upon humanity.