Life is not a plot; it's in the details.

I think there are two different oceans - the one that plays with you in the summer, and the one that gets so mad in the winter.

You figured that the only way I'd be happy is if I did the things you thought would be best for me.

It was like trying to bail out an ocean of water with a teaspoon.

You know how I get angry sometimes? That's because it's the only way I can still feel. And I need to test myself, to make sure I'm really here.

I believe that having something to hope for - even if it's just a better tomorrow- is the most powerful drug on this planet.

A lie, as you probably know, has a taste all its own. Blocky and bitter and never quite right, like when you pop a piece of fancy chocolate into your mouth expecting toffee filling and you get lemon zest instead.