Maybe if you spend your life pretending you're on a movie set, you don't ever have to admit that the walls are made out of paper and the food is plastic and the words in your mouth aren't really yours.

For better or for worse, music is the language of memory. It is also the language of love.

What if instead of focusing on what you don't have, you concentrate on what you've got?

Shelby believed that love was like a solar eclipse - breathtakingly beautiful, absorbing, and capable of rendering you blind. She had not necessarily gone out of her way to avoid a relationship, but she hadn't wanted on either. It was called falling in love for a reason - because, inevitably, you crashed at the bottom.

The wolves knew when it was time to stop looking for what they'd lost, to focus instead on what was yet to come.

Energy can't be destroyed, only converted into something different. So when a person dies, where does that energy go?

Safety is relative. You can be so close to shore that you can practically feel it under your feet, when you suddenly find yourself breaking apart on the rocks.