The Inuit say that the stars are holes in heaven. And every time we see the people we loved shining through, we know they're happy.

At home I was raped by a guy i thought I loved' Trixie said, because thats what it was to her and always would be.

How many times would I throw this away before I realized it was what I had been looking for all along?

Every year I tell myself that I’m not going to read any reviews and then I do. We’re all human and when I read something negative it hurts. I think when you write it’s part of the game, you’re going to get some good reviews and some bad reviews and that’s how it goes. I don’t write for the reviews.

Until this moment, I had not realized that someone could break your heart twice, along the very same fault lines.

I don't think we get a choice in who we fall for," Ian whispers. "I think we just do.

He insisted that stars were people so well loved, they were traced in constellations, to live forever