It's scary how easy promises were broken.

Moments, when lost, can't be found again. They're just gone.

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?

Maybe that was how it was with all first loves. They own a little piece of your heart, always.

Firsts are best because they are beginnings

Seventeen's not so young. A hundred years ago people got married when they were practically our age." "Yeah, that was before electricity and the Internet. A hundred years ago eighteen-year-old guys were out there fighting wars with bayonets and holding a man's life in their hands! They lived a lot of life by the time they were our age. What do kids our age know about love and life?

Do you know what it's like to like someone so much you can't stand it and know that they'll never feel the same way