We all want to know what went wrong, even when there isn't really an answer to that question.

How do you know that you are not part of a book? That someone's not reading your story right now?

Do you know how sometimes - when you are riding your bike and you start skidding across sand, or when you miss a step and start tumbling down the stairs - you have those long, long seconds to know that you are going to be hurt, and badly?

She had loved him. He knew this; he had never doubted it. But she had also asked him to kill her. If you love someone that much, you did not lay that sort of burden on him for the rest of his life.

It's about a girl who is on the cusp of becoming someone.. A girl who may not know what she wants right now, and she may not know who she is right now, but who deserves the chance to find out.

After a certain point, a heart with so many stress fractures can never be anything but broken.

the letters are mixed up. U and I should be together.