I have come to realize you can never be truly happy unless you've known some sorrow.

The smarter you are, the more reasons you have to be miserable.

You shouldn’t rule out second chances. Sometimes they come with interesting bonus features.

I'm not running away from my fears," I told Dane. "I'm running away from my relatives.

I want morning and noon and nightfall with you. I want your tears, your smiles, your kisses...the smell of your hair, the taste of your skin, the touch of your breath on my face. I want to see you in the final hour of my life...to lie in your arms as I take my last breath.

We may run into Kevin,” Lucy said gloomily. “She’s hoping to run into Kevin,” Zoë assured her. Justine smiled grimly. “Preferably with my car.

I figured if I told it to myself often enough, I would start believing it.