It's just one day, one twenty-four-hour period to get yourself through. - Adam

You can have your wishes, your plans, but at the end of the day, it's out of your control -Mia

Sometimes fate or life or whatever you want to call it, leaves a door a little open and you walk through it. But sometimes it locks the door and you have to find the key, or pick the lock, or knock the damn thing down. And sometimes, it doesn’t even show you the door, and you have to build it yourself.

The line between true self and feigned self is blurred on all sides. Which I think is a rather handy metaphor for falling in love.

She's still beautiful. Not in an obvious Vanessa LeGrande or Byrn Shraeder kind of way. In a quiet way that's always been devastating to me.

Concert' doesn’t mean standing up like a target in front of thousands of strangers. It means coming together. It means harmony.

Suddenly, it's all too much. Bryn and the bump watch. Vanessa with my high school yearbook. The idea that nothing's sacred. Everything's fodder. That my life belongs to anyone but me.