His hand is cool on my cheek as he paints a tear beneath my left eye, dark blue and swollen with sorrow.

You build a wall to keep something unwanted out … or to hold something precious in.

Some lessons can't be taught, they simply have to be learned.

...when people we love make choices, we don't always understand them. But we can go on loving them, just the same. It isn't a matter of comprehension. It's forgiveness.

The truth doesn't always set you free; people prefer to believe prettier, neatley wrapped lies

What he did was wrong. He doesn't deserve your love. But he does deserve your forgiveness, because otherwise he will grow like a weed in your heart until it's choked and overrun. The only person who suffers, when you squirrel away all that hate, is you.

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.