And who am I to blow against the wind?

How do you commemorate a year? A paper anniversary, but we are the words written down, not the paper.

Falling in love with someone doesn’t mean you know any better how they feel. It only means you know how you feel.

There is no such thing as no choice. There is always a choice. The only question is whether it's a bearable one.

If other people see you differently, you’ll end up seeing them differently, too.

Tell me a way you think this can work." "We'll find a way," I tell her. "That's not an answer. It's a hope." "Hope's gotten us this far. Not answers.

There's no way to release yourself from a memory. It ends when it wants to end, whether it's in a flash or long after you've begged it to stop.