‎Because if I hadn't been so afraid of everyone else, I might have told Hannah that someone cared. And Hannah might still be alive.

Why would anyone say this stuff about themselves on the Internet? It's crazy!

I wanted to tell you everything. And that hurt because some things were too scary. Some things even I didn’t understand. How could I tell someone—someone I was really talking to for the first time—everything I was thinking? I couldn’t. It was too soon.

You can't go back to how things were. How you thought they were. All you really have is...now.

When the right moment appears, the key is to not let it pass.

Normally when a person has a stellar image another person's waiting in the wings to tear them apart. They're waiting for that one fatal flaw to expose itself.

Every reader is different. There's no book that's inappropriate for every person, but there are people who cannot handle everything.