In the custom of mourning, the fabric of the night had been ripped, revealing a star at each tiny tear.

Until this moment, I had not realized that someone could break your heart twice, along the very same fault lines.

The bottom line in both cases is that people don't change; that no matter how charming you are and how fiercely you love, you cannot turn a person into something she's not.

Time is an optical illusion- never quite as soild or strong as we think it is

Even though it hurt, there are kinds of pain you couldn't speak out loud.

Maybe if God gives you a handicap, he makes sure you've got a few extra doses of humor to take the edge off.

and yet, you never knew wwhat you were capable of until you arrived at that given moment. Life was just a whole string of spots where you continued to surprise yourself.