Truth is, something that I thought was perfect was taken away from me, and I never wanted perfect again. I wanted middle of the road, stuff I didn’t care about so that I couldn’t lose anything I really loved ever again.

Today I love you more than ever; tomorrow I will love you even more. I need you more than ever, I want you more than ever.

Your heart can break at any age.

In truth, we're all just pottering, filling the time that we have here, only we like to make ourselves feel bigger by compiling lists of importance.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with returning to the house you grew up in every now and again. It's good for the soul.

Don't mind all those people who say that you should be back to normal in a month or two. Grieving is all part of helping yourself anyway.

I don't want to be one of those easily forgotten people, so important at the time, so special, so influential, and so treasured, yet years later just a vague face and a distant memory.