The cost of growth is always a small act of violence.

what made you happy once might not make you happy now.

How do you walk into someone's life again after twenty-eight years? How do you pick up, when you were too young to know where you left off.

Ross held her face between his hands and kissed her. He tasted doubt on her tongue and pain on the roof of her mouth. He swallowed these, and drank again. Consumed, she had no choice but to see how empty he was inside, and how, sip by sip, she filled him.

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

God doesn't give people burdens they can't handle.

Sometimes, when you don't ask questions, it's not because you are afraid that someone will lie to your face. It's because you're afraid they'll tell you the truth.