Extraordinary things are always hiding in places people never think to look.

You know someone's right for you when the things they don't have to say are even more important than the things they do.

It was a catch-22: If you didn’t put the trauma behind you, you couldn’t move on. But if you did put the trauma behind you, you willingly gave up your claim to the person you were before it happened.

There is no cosmic scale on which you can weigh your actions; you learn too late what choices ruin the fragile balance.

I don't know whether you can look at your past and find, woven like the hidden symbols on a treasure map, the path that will point to your final destination.

What is the point of trying to put down on paper emotions that are too complex, too huge, too overwhelming to be confined by an alphabet? Love isn't the only word that fails. Hate does, too.

Sometimes you can see things happen right in front of your eyes and still jump to the wrong conclusions.