I want my own books to have their own shelves," you said, and that's how I knew it would be okay to live together.

If you want to be loved, be a lovable. It's a good place to start.

This is what my voice sounds like I don't need to be talking to someone else To hear it

I get it. The things you hope for the most are the things that destroy you in the end.

And who am I to blow against the wind?

A sound waiting to be a word.

When is a night over? Is it the start of sunrise or the end of it? Is it when you finally go to sleep or simply realize that you have to? When the club closes or when you everyone leaves? "It's over when you decide it's over," she says. "When you call it a night. The rest is just a matter of where the sun is in the sky.