Fiction allows for moral questioning, but through the back door. Personally, I like books that make you think - books you're still wondering about three days after you finish them; books you hand to a friend and say "Read this, so we can talk about it."

I'm too much of a coward to kill myself. And too much of a coward to live

Once you had put the pieces back together, even though you may look intact, you were never quite the same as you'd been before the fall.

Sometimes, all it takes to become human again is someone who can see you that way, no matter how you present on the surface.

I close my eyes, thinking that there is nothing like an embrace after an absence, nothing like fitting my face into the curve of his shoulder and filling my lungs with the scent of him.

When the door opens, I realize that the only thing worse than waiting is the moment you realize a decision has been made.

This was the reason there was music, he realized. There were some feelings that didn't have words big enough to describe them.