He insisted that stars were people so well loved, they were traced in constellations, to live forever

Traveling is all very well and good as long as you knew there is a place or person you can call home

You could only save someone that wanted to be saved; otherwise, you'd be be dragged down for the count, too.

I've been an idiot to think that real life could have a happy ending

I've never been in love, but I've always imagined it--weirdly--like some sort of OxiClean commercial. The TV host shows a scene from an ordinary day, and then takes a big old sponge soaked in love and swipes away the stains. Suddenly that same scene is missing all the mistakes, all the loneliness. The colors are like jewels, ten times richer than they were before. The music is louder and clearer. "Love," the host will say, "makes life a little brighter.

something is always falling apart in me.

I don't write the same book over and over - I think if I did that, I would stop writing. I couldn't write a series with the same character, and I couldn't write a romance novel over and over again that takes place at a different beach every year. That's not who I am.