Maybe you had to leave in order to really miss a place; maybe you had to travel to figure out how beloved your starting point was.

That’s what religion does. It points a finger. It causes wars. It breaks apart countries. It’s a petri dish for stereotypes to grow in. Religion’s not about being holy...Just holier-than-thous.

eskimos maybe? believed stars were holes in the sky where people who died could peek through at you

Isn’t that what true romance is supposed to be about? Finding the person who’s your soul mate. Someone you dream about at night.Someone whose name is on your lips when you wake up in the morning.

I told myself that if I didn't care, this wouldn't have hurt so much - surely that proved I was alive and human and all those touchy-feely things, for once and for all. But that wasn't a relief, not when I felt like a skyscraper with dynamite on every floor.

It is the things you cannot see coming that are strong enough to kill you.

I know that the first person I kissed won't be nearly as important as the last person I kiss.