Music did that to me, just like God was supposed to, because music seemed both magic and holy.

It's my experience that people are a lot more sympathetic if they can see you hurting.

No more winter at all. Finch, you brought me spring.

Hope you're keeping the dust out of your eyes and your feet off the ground.

You make me lovely, and it's so lovely to be lovely to the one I love.

It's my experience that people are a lot more sympathetic if they can see you hurting, and for the millionth time in my life I wish for measles or smallpox or some other easily understood disease just to make it easier on me and also on them.

I remember running down a road on my way to a nursery of flowers. I remember her smile and her laugh when I was my best self and she looked at me like I could do no wrong and was whole. I remember how she looked at me the same way even when I wasn't. I remember her hand in mine and how that felt, as if something and someone belonged to me.