I've always loved the first day of school better than the last day of school. Firsts are best because they are beginnings.

He didn't give me flowers or candy. He gave me the moon and the stars. Infinity.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. a burn for a burn. a life for a life. that's how all this got started. and that's how it's going to end.

It's the imperfections that make things beautiful.

I didn't want to make the same mistake my parents made. I didn't want my love to fade away one day like an old scar. I wanted it to burn forever.

Would you rather live one perfect day over and over or live your life with no perfect days but just decent ones?

It feels strange to have spent much time wishing for something, for someone and then one day, suddenly, to just stop.