This is the trap of having something to live for: Everything else seems lifeless.

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.

I find my greatest strength in wanting to be strong. I find my greatest bravery in deciding to be brave. I don't know if I've ever realized it before,[...] I think we both realize it now. If there's no feeling of fear, then there's no need for courage.

Everyone tried with me. And everytime, it felt like the whole point of life was to see if trying was ever enough.

I am stronger than words and I am bigger than the box I'm in, and then I see her in the crowd and I fall apart.

Even though I'm seventeen, I guess I still thought this would always be true - that there would always be that lost-and-found, and not the lost-and-still-lost that I am now trapped inside.

You know what happens to girls who loves lost boys? They become lost themselves.