Does fate ever play by the rules?

I don't want to make the same mistake twice. I don't want to tell myself it's over when it's not.

I think I have sort of gravitated toward issues that I don't know the answers to, because that's what's more interesting for me to write.

Do you know how there are moments when the world moves so slowly you can feel your bones shifting, your mind tumbling? When you think that no matter what happens to you for the rest of your life, you will remember every last detail of that one minute forever?

If you had grown up with me, this is one of the things I would have tried to teach you: Marry a man who loves you more than you love him. Because I have both now, and when it is the other way around, there is no spell in the world that can even out the balance.

Risk always looks different when you're beating the system than when you've been beaten.

I'm not saying you did the wrong thing. I'm not even saying it wasn't something I'd thought of doing, myself. But even if it was the just thing to do, or the fitting thing, it still wasn't the right thing.