It's not the physical scars that are the most painful.

I know what it’s like to miss someone. To feel like you’re just…wandering around, lost.

You are my heart, my life, my entire existence.

Eventually we will all wither and die in the wasteland of logic and science.

You don't dwell on what you've lost, you just move on.

Do not lose your heart to a faery prince. It never ends well.

When I wrote my first story, all the characters were teenagers because I think 16, 17 is a great age.