With these words Jake had let go of me. Which proved that he knew more about why I was leaving than even I did. I had believed that I was running away from what had happened. I did not know, not until I met Nicholas days later, that the whole time I was really running towards what was yet to be.

As it turns out, you can function while your heart is being torn to shreds.

Just because it's fiction doesn't mean it's any less true.

When you're different, sometimes you don't see the millions of people who accept you for what you are. All you notice is the person who doesn't.

I wonder if the conversations you've never had with someone count, if you've been over them a thousand times in your mind.

But once you throw a stone, there are ripples in the pond, even if you remove the rock.

I know better than most people that a criminal isn't always a thug in a black leather jacket with a big brand on his forehead to warn us away. Criminals sit next to us on the bus. They pack our groceries and cash our paychecks for us and teach our children. They look no different from you or me. And that's why they get away with it.