Little Alice, all hollowed out, so easy to smash into a million little pieces.

So, you're telling me that no matter what, you can't be happy? Well, darling, it's no wonder you're miserable. It's what you want...So then try (to be happy).

Hope was supposed to be a good thing, but it was starting to feel like every other four-letter word you're not supposed to say.

He is nothing to look at, and yet I can’t stop looking at him. There is something beautiful in how his face is made, how all the tiny flaws blend together into something more perfect than perfection could ever be.

But the past couple of days I’ve missed you so much it’s felt like missing you is all I am.

Cute" is one of those words people use when they know you're smart enough to realize "you've got so much personality" means "you're ugly.

Grace is my favourite church word. A state of being. Something you can pray for. Something God can grant. Something you can obtain. Perfection is out of reach. But grace -- grace you can reach for.