Love is scary: it changes; it can go away. That's the part of the risk. I don't want to be scared anymore.

I loved him in a way that you can really only do the first time around. It's the kind of love that doesn't know better and doesn't want to-it's dizzy and foolish and fierce. That kind of love is really a one-time-only thing.

When a person you love dies, it doesn’t feel real. It’s like it’s happening to someone else. It’s someone else’s life. I’ve never been good with the abstract. What does it mean when someone is really truly gone?

Victory is a thousand times sweeter when you're the underdog.

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.

There's no use in asking what if. No one could ever give you the answers.

But the little things are what make up life