You can stay up all night and still not count all the ways to lose the people you love.

Having a fantasy come true doesn't always mean it will be permanent.

A sacrament--like marriage--means living a life better than your natural instincts, so that you're modeling God. And God never gives up.

Perhaps he d always known that the truth of a person lies in the heart.

Loneliness is a mirror, and recognizes itself.

But there is a different between mending someone who's broken and finding someone who makes you complete.

Words got in the way. The things we felt the hardest--like what it was like to have a boy touch you as if you were made of light, or what it meant to be the only person in the room who wasn't noticed--weren't sentences; they were knots in the wood of our bodies, places where our blood flowed backward. If you asked me, not that anyone ever did, the only words worth saying were I'm sorry.