Dreams change, yes, that makes sense, but I didn't know dreams could hide inside a person.

Meeting your soul mate is like walking into a house you've been in before - you will recognize the furniture, the pictures on the wall,the books on the shelves, the contents of drawers: You could find your way around in the dark if you had to.

I heard this expression once: Each time someone dies, a library burns. I'm watching it burn right to the ground.

According to all the experts, it's time for me to talk about what I'm going through... I can't. I'd need a new alphabet, one made of falling, of tectonic plates shifting, of the deep devouring dark.

You have to see the miracles for there to be miracles.

How can the word love, the word life, even fit in the mouth?

She's a sun-kissed beach girl who goes gothgrungepunkhippierockeremocoremetalfreakfashionistabraingeekboycrazyhiphoprastagirl to keep it under wraps.