I only just found you, I can't lose you now

By definition, love made you better than good enough; it redefined perfection to include your traits, instead of excluding them.

It's because of libraries that books like mine get recommended to book clubs and avid readers, who in turn pass them onto others looking to be whisked away from the world for a little while...and perhaps to learn a bit about themselves in the process.

Kids think with their brains cracked wide open; becoming an adult, I've decided, is only a slow sewing shut.

My dad used to say that living with regrets was like driving a car that only moved in reverse.

Sometimes I think there's a beast that lives inside me, in the cavern that's where my heart should be, and every now and then it fills every last inch of my skin, so that I can't help but do something inappropriate. Its breath is full of lies; it smells of spite.

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?