Then again, what are liars if not great magicians?

I put the guitar back in the case. I can't even look at it anymore. Instead, I want to make brownies. I want an end result there's a recipe for. I want to combine eggs and water and oil and chocolate and flour and sugar and vanilla and get something fulfilling.

I shouldn't have to be a liar to make someone love me. I shouldn't be so afraid of losing someone that I'll do anything to make them stay.

You could care enough to keep a secret, but you could care enough to tell one, too.

Look right at it. Know you can." Dad said. "Look right at that fear. Fear is the biggest bullshitter.

You have ordinary moments and ordinary moments and more ordinary moments, and then, suddenly, there is something monumental right there. You have past and future colliding in the present, your own personal Big Bang, and nothing will ever be the same.

A drop of poison on that gathering snow. That moment in the fairy tale when we know what just happened but the princess doesn’t.