Amazing what we can self-rationalize when we really want something

I love to make even villains people you can relate to. When you find out who did it, I think you almost like the person, which is not easy to do.

No, I don’t live in heartache. I don’t cry myself to sleep or any of that. I am, I tell myself, over it. But I do feel a void, icky as that sounds. And—like it or not—I still think about her every single day.

Painful memories didn't just ease back in-they shoved the door open hard, all of them and all at once

Life may not always fall into neat chapters, and you may not always get the satisfying ending you're looking for, but sometimes a good explanation is all the rewrite you need.

"So basically, that entire theory is blown to hell."Not basically," Win corrected. "Entirely."

Kids don’t do what their parents say-they do what they see their parents do. So who was to blame here?