Methinks we have a clue. Be still, my heart.

Sometimes the greatest wounds are the ones we try the hardest not to inflict.

I loved him, but love isn't enough. All the fairy tales, the romance novels, the soap operas; they're all lies. Love does not conquer all.

You are an abomination before God. Jesus loves you too, I said smiling.

I laid my hand on top of theirs, and all I could think was, Is this how revolutions begin? Not with a proclamation or a riot, but with a few people in a room somewhere with their hands clasped and a purpose.

Never trust people who smile constantly. They're either selling something or not very bright.

That was the problem with loving people: it made you weak. It made you need them. It made the thought of not having them the worst thing in the world.