Looking on the bright side of life never killed anybody.

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

But just because you bury something, that doesn't mean it stops existing. Those feelings, they'd been there all along. All that time. I had to face it.

We stood there, looking at each other, saying nothing. But it was the kind of nothing that meant everything.

There hadn’t been one specific moment. It was like gradualy waking up. You go from being asleep to the space between dreaming and awake and then into consciousness. It’s a slow process, but when you’re awake, there’s no mistaking it. There was no mistaking that it had been love.

When you walk on the beach at night, you can say things you can't say in real life.

Sometimes questions can be more cruel than insults.