We don't stop loving people just because we hate them, but we don't stop hating them either.

Phillip is the Paul McCartney of our family: better-looking than the rest of us, always facing a different direction in pictures, and occasionally rumored to be dead.

I've never been shot, but this probably what it feels like, that second of nothingness right before the pain catches up to the bullet.

...you realize that you don't understand yourself any better than you understand anyone else.

I blame Hollywood for skewing perspectives. Life is just a big romantic comedy to them, and if you meet cute, happily ever-after is a forgone conclusion.

She was smart and funny and vulnerable and just so goddamned beautiful, the kind of beautiful that was worth being shot down over.

There are some people out there who don't wait for what come next. They decide what should come next and they go and make it happen.