But there is no sole person for another's heart. Souls cannot be broken and then completed by another. That's not healthy, nor wise. There are infinite possibilities as there are infinite people and some matches are better than others...Just don't say that you'll die without the other one or that you'll never love again or that you're not whole-That's the stuff of Romeo and Juliet, hasty nonsense, and you know how well that turned out...Just don't be desperate about it. That's where souls go wrong, when they think they don't have choices. The heart must make choices.

I was in love. With a two-dimensional object. A mute in love with a painting. Lovely. Just lovely.

I assure you; while I look like a ghost, I'm no spirit or demon. I'm nothing but a girl struggling to make her way in an intolerant world. I bleed, I love, and someday, I'll die.

Don't put stock in past lives. It's this life that makes the difference. And in this life, there may be certain destinies, people you're meant to meet.

Coffee first. Schemes later.

Lives should never be down to mere words, but I suppose they always are. Whether declarations of war, law, or treaty... words ever determine lives.

What good was speaking when I'd determined none of the world listened to one another, especially not when a woman was speaking.