If words had flavors, hers would be bitter almonds and coffee grounds.

We believe what we want to, what we need to. The corollary is that we choose not to see what we'd rather pretend doesn't exist.

You don't make a friend," Jacob said with a scowl. "It's not like they come with directions like you'd find on a box of macaroni and cheese.

I believe that you can fall in love many times with many different people. However, I don't think that you can fall in love the same way twice. One type of relationship may be steady. Another may be fire and brimstone. Who is to say if one of these is better that the other? The deciding factor is how it all fits together. Your love, I mean, and your life.

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?

When you love someone, you say their name different. Like it's safe inside your mouth.

I haven't run out of ideas yet. Usually while I'm working on a book, I'm doing research for the next one!