Today exists between yesterday and tomorrow.

When you don't talk, there's a lot of stuff that ends up not getting said.

How could I pretend to be someone else when I was already failing at being the person I already was?

She says you're not truly human until you've had your heart broken and you've broken someone's heart.

And if I didn’t, I’d spend the rest of my life wondering who I could have turned into if only I’d had the guts to try.

I swear, every person I know gets far more satisfaction from doing good deeds than receiving them. Maybe that’s the whole point in the end, all of us putting up with good deeds, tolerating them as best we can, counting the minutes until we have the opportunity to reciprocate.

That which is priceless has no cost.