I will never, ever regret the things I've done. Because most days, all you have are places in your memory that you can go to.

You know, you spend your whole life feeling like you don't quite fit in anywhere. And then you walk into a room one day, whether it's at university or an office or some kind of club, and you just go, 'Ah. There they are.' And suddenly you feel at home.

The thing about being catapulted into a whole new life--or at least, shoved up so hard against someone else's life that you might as well have your face pressed against their window--is that it forces you to rethink your idea of who you are. Or how you might seem to other people.

We are all part of some great cycle, some pattern that it was only God's purpose to understand.

Push yourself. Don't Settle. Just live well. Just LIVE.

Real friends were the kind where you pick up where you'd left off, whether it be a week since you'd seen each other or two years.

I am conscious that knowing me has caused you pain, and grief, and I hope that one day when you are less angry with me and less upset you will see not just that I could only have done the thing that I did, but also that this will help you live a really good life, a better life, than if you hadn’t met me.