What glitters may not be gold; and even wolves may smile; and fools will be led by promises to their deaths.

I’ve been trying so hard not to think his name, not to even breathe the idea of him

There are some losses we never get over.

That’s what you do for family. Anything.

Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge.

Every choice is limited. That's life.

I’ve never really had a party before.” “Why did you have one now?” I say, just to keep him talking. He gives a half laugh. “I thought if I had a party, you would come.