I don't think we get a choice in who we fall for," Ian whispers. "I think we just do.

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

After all, the only way to communicate is to find someone who can comprehend; the only way to be forgiven is to find someone who is willing to forgive.

What makes you walk past thirty-thousand people without a second glance, and then you look at the thirty-thousandth-and-first person and know you'll never take your eyes off her again?

The only difference between a wish and a prayer is that you're at the mercy of the universe for the first, and you've got some help with the second.

If it's us", she whispered, "how come you get to decide?" When he didn't answer - couldn't answer - she turned and stared out the front window. As it turned out, they were still in the parking lot. They hadn't gotten anywhere at all.

Writing is grunt work - you need to have self-motivation, perseverance, and faith... talent is the smallest part of it.