Did you ever see anyone shot by a gun without bleeding?

If I stayed here, something inside me would be lost forever—something I couldn't afford to lose. It was like a vague dream, a burning, unfulfilled desire. The kind of dream people have only when they're seventeen.

The better you were able to imagine what you wanted to imagine, the farther you could flee from reality.

Even if we could turn back, we'd probably never end up where we started.

As time goes on, you'll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn't, doesn't. Time solves most things. And what time can't solve, you have to solve yourself.

Our faces were no more than ten inches apart but she was lightyears away from me.

You can keep as quiet as you like, but one of these days somebody is going to find you.