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

If I don't cry while writing a key emotional scene, my gut feeling is it's failed.

Sometimes life is a series of obstacles, a matter of putting one foot in front of the other. Sometimes, she realizes suddenly, it is simply a matter of blind faith.

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.

How is it possible to exist with so much pain?

He smelt of the sun, as if it had seeped deep into his skin, and I found myself inhaling silently, as if he were something delicious.

There is a hunger in you. A fearlessness. You just buried it, like most people do.