Look at me. We aren´t them lauren. You´re not your mother or father any more than I´m my mother. You´re you and I´m me and I love you.

Anger can try to break your heart, but sorrow is what will. What can. What does.

This is the real unwritten rule: You don't want what you know you shouldn't. And I haven't just broken that rule. I have wrecked it, smashed it, and still... And still I want.

Something in me, in my bruised heart, wakes up, and even though I'm terrified, I don't push the feeling away.

My mother taught me to believe in silver, to believe in things, but I think it's more important to believe in me.

Look at me. We aren´t them lauren. You´re not your mother or father any more than I´m my mother. You´re you and I´m me and I love you.

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).