I leaned forward and kissed him. And again. As if I were passing him all those silent words I cound not say, the ones that explained my biggest secret: that I might not have OI but I knew how he (Adam) felt. That I was breaking apart, too, all the time."-Amelia

I could not remember my first kiss, but I could have told you Charlotte would be my last.

If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?

My chest feels full of glitter and helium, the way it used to when I was little and riding my father's shoulders at twilight, when I knew that if I held up my hands and spread my fingers like a net, I could catch the coming stars.

When it's all over, you're remembered for what you did, not what you said you were going to do.

If his voice hasn't been the melody of my life, it's been the bass line, so subtle you don't notice it until it's missing.

I've been an idiot to think that real life could have a happy ending