Just once, I wanted to lose something without the whole world watching.

All the things I've thought about love are true. It's beautiful and terrible and it doesn't make things perfect. It ends things, and it brings beginnings. This is mine.

You tell yourself that you aren't something or that you can't be something, and you know what? It will become true. You have to decide who you are and what you can do and then go after what you want. Because believe me, no one is going to give it to you.

But I know a lie when I hear one.

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

I think...I think sometimes that's how it is. Sometimes people have to go before you get stuff. Before you can really get it.

I do not fall. I fell so hard so long ago there is nothing left for me to land on. I just keep falling and falling and falling.