Close a door, and you'd still feel a breeze through the window.

If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn't be filled?

You don't make a friend," Jacob said with a scowl. "It's not like they come with directions like you'd find on a box of macaroni and cheese.

The ideas choose me, not the other way around.

I’d much rather pretend I’m somewhere else, and any time I open the pages of a book, that happens.

But then again, maybe bad things happen because it’s the only way we can keep remembering what good is supposed to look like.

Bad is not an absolute, but a relative term. Ask the robber who used the cash he stole to feed his infant; the rapist who was sexually abused as a child; the kidnapper who truly believed he was saving a life. And just because you break the law doesn't mean you have intentionally crossed the line into evil. Sometimes the line creeps up on you, and before you know it, you're standing on the other side.