I guess it's a choice we make," she said. "What's a choice?" I asked. And she said, "How much of the world we let in.

I know the odds are all against me and I know you might not feel this way too but I know I would rather die trying to know if I could mean something to you

Just because a person is beautiful doesn't mean there's no soul beneath. Doesn't mean that person hasn't suffered like everyone else, doesn't mean they don't hope to still be a good human being in an awful world.

People read vampire novels and say, Oh I want to read another vampire novel. People read fantasy, and theyre like, Oh I love fantasy. I dont know that people are necessarily finishing Hunger Games and immediately wanting to read another dystopian tale.

this might be the happy ending without the ending

placid, adj. Sometimes I love it when we just lie on our backs, gaze off, stay still.

The ocean makes its music; the wind does its dance. We hold on. At first we hold on to one another, but then it starts to feel like we are holding on to something even bigger than that. Greater.