Time is an optical illusion- never quite as soild or strong as we think it is

There was a difference between people looking at you because they wanted to be like you, and people looking at you because your misfortune brought them one rung higher.

She was forced to consider the startling fact that the love of her life might not actually be someone with whom she could spend a lifetime.

Everyone has a story; everyone hides his past as a means of self-preservation. Some just do it better, and more thoroughly, than others.

Bleeding heart, he’d called her. Well. He should know. He’d been the first to rip it to pieces.

I think that when you live in a world with limits... when you've met everyone and seem everything you're going to see - you lose the hope that something extraordinary will happen in your life

You would wind up as a cat, I told her. They don't need anyone else. I need you, she replied. Well, I said. Maybe I'll come back as catnip.