There are so many ways to betray someone. You can whisper behind his back. You can deceive him on purpose. You can deliver him into the hands of his enemy, when he trusts you. You can break a promise. The question is, if you do any of those things, are you also betraying yourself?

I think there are two different oceans - the one that plays with you in the summer, and the one that gets so mad in the winter.

How do you tell someone that you weren't the person he thought you were? And more importantly, how did you tell him that you'd meant the things you'd said, when everything else about you turned out to be a lie.

I've always been able to see you," I say. "It's a rather lovely view.

What makes you walk past thirty-thousand people without a second glance, and then you look at the thirty-thousandth-and-first person and know you'll never take your eyes off her again?

Even the most beautiful things can be toxic.

Since it had gotten so quiet in the room that you could hear the sound of your own doubts.