Shelby believed that love was like a solar eclipse - breathtakingly beautiful, absorbing, and capable of rendering you blind. She had not necessarily gone out of her way to avoid a relationship, but she hadn't wanted on either. It was called falling in love for a reason - because, inevitably, you crashed at the bottom.

My brother believed in all sorts of mythical creatures: pixies, dragons, werewolves, honest men.

If you want something to be true badly enough, you can rewrite it that way, in your head. You can even start to believe it.

I thought lightning wasn't supposed to strike in the same place twice....sure it does...but only if you're too dumb to move.

When she wanted to escape her life, she read books

What I really want to tell him is to pick up that baby of his and hold her tight, to set the moon on the edge of her crib and to hang her name up in the stars.

Well I talk a little about that, but I don't admit that from the beginning I knew we were not meant to be together.