I think that's probably the most devastating thing - when someone who is larger than life winds up a shadow of themselves in a hospital bed.

I’d much rather pretend I’m somewhere else, and any time I open the pages of a book, that happens.

You would be surprised at the lengths you will go to believe the best about someone if you truly love him

It's crazy, right? To love someone who's hurt you? It's even crazier to think that someone who hurts you loves you.

if you don't get sick, you won't get well.

Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it's not because they enjoy solitude. It's because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.

Maybe knowing where you belong is not equal to knowing who you are.