It’s my future and my life and I can’t make myself live the way someone else wants me to.

I promise to love you forever in this life and wherever we go in the afterlife, because I know I can't go on in any life unless you're in it too.

I believe there’s someone out there for everyone,” he {Isaac} says, “and when you meet that person, sometimes you know right away they are who you were meant to be with. And sometimes, years can go by before you let yourself believe that the feeling you’ve had about a person for so long, is actually love. And what a waste that is.

But the heart has a mind of its own and it always gets what it wants, especially when it's dying.

Our story is over, yes, but our journey isn't, because we'll always live on the edge until the day we die.

Promise me that if I ever get Alzheimer’s or dementia, and I don’t remember anyone that you’ll visit me every day and read to me like Noah read to Allie.

I’m starting to get used to this feeling of not caring about anything.