Sometimes it made her want to put her fist through glass; other times, it made her cry a river.

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."

Add love, and all the lines between right and wrong were bound to disappear.

I imagine how cool it would be if all small talk wasn't lies.

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

It takes two people to make a friendship work

Only the liar knows he's lying