So what else can I tell you?" I asked. "I mean, to get you to reveal Lily to me.

Things are not magical because they've been conjured for us by some outside force. They are magical because we create them.

I had forgotten this about love: how the simple things- the turn away, the turn towards- could be so complicated, and how the complicated things- the stolen night, the right words- could be so simple.

There has to be a moment at the beginning when you wonder whether you’re in love with the person or in love with the feeling of love itself.

Our moments are music, and sometimes – just sometimes – we can catch them and put them into some lasting form. If we didn’t have music, I don’t think we could ever be truly happy, and if we didn’t have special moments, we would never find music.

only adj. thats the dilemma isn't it? when you're single, there's the sadness and joy of only me. And when you're paired, there's the sadness and joy of only you.

If goodness can't come from bad things, it makes bad things unbearable.