But the absence of tears wasn't the same as an absence of feeling.

Good God. I don’t believe St. Vincent and the word ‘celibacy’ have ever been mentioned in the same sentence before.

Where do you wanna belong?" I half whispered. His expression changed with quicksilver speed, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Anywhere they don't want me." -Hardy Cateses & Liberty Jones

Mysteries of attraction could not always be explained through logic. Sometimes the fractures in two separate souls became the very hinges that held them together.

If I'm to change my life for you, I've got to have some hope." "I don't want you to change your life for me. You'll have to make the same decision every day, over and over - it must be for yourself alone.

His quiet certainty made the ground beneath my feet feel solid. Like someday everything might actually be okay.

It was a train wreck happening right in front of me and I couldn't do anything about it, except that not only was I watching, I was also the train.