Just because you didn't speak the facts out loud didn't erase their existence. Silence was just a quieter way to lie.

Is it really worth dying for the person you love?

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

You can widen the feet of a compass, but they are still attached at the top; you can spin them away from each other, but you always wind up where you started.

When I think about writers who use fiction as social commentary and to raise social awareness but who are also very popular, I think of Dickens.

You always knew after shitty things happened, who your friends really were.

In books, you always know what's coming next. There are no surprises.