When you want something bad, you'll tell yourself a thousand lies.

Everyone knew that if you divided reality by expectation, you got a happiness quotient. But when you invert the equation - expectation divided by reality - you didn't get the opposite of happiness. What you got, Lewis realized, was hope.

What if what you know isn’t what people want to hear?

I don't want to make the same mistake twice. I don't want to tell myself it's over when it's not.

How many times would I throw this away before I realized it was what I had been looking for all along?

For me, every book is a journey - questioning a really difficult topic that most people don't want to talk about, much less write about. And that's what I need; that works for me as a writer.

You always knew after shitty things happened, who your friends really were.