It was my fifth grade teacher who introduced the idea that writing could be more than a hobby for me.

The only characters I ever don't like are ones that leave no impression on me. And I don't write characters that leave no impression on me.

Set fire to the broken pieces; start anew.

I was born into a world that was already dying; I belong to it.

And everywhere girls, tumbling from trees like orange blossoms and hitting the earth with sickening thuds. They crack open.

Write words you’re willing to burn at the stake for. Write words you’d believe in even if the rest of the world didn’t.

Perhaps... you love too fiercely.