Aren't you afraid?' 'Of what?' 'Of losing yourself.' 'That's what I'm hoping for.

And then I opened my eyes and it was just Grace and me - nothing anywhere but Grace and me - she pressing her lips together as though she were keeping my kiss inside her, and me, holding this moment that was as fragile as a bird in my hands.

The sun shines through the window And the sun shines through your hair It seems like you're beside me But I know that you're not there. You would sit beside this window Run your fingers through my hair You were always there beside me But I know that you're not there Oh, to be by your side once again Oh, to hold your hand in mine again Oh, to be by your side once again Oh, to hold your hand in mine again-

I don't think I could ever give up music. It's what makes me tick. If there was no music, there would be no writing.

I say, 'I will not be your weakness, Sean Kendrick.' Now he looks at me. He says, very softly, 'It's late for that, Puck.

Counter Girl (in candy shop): You two are cute. Seriously. How long have you been going out? Sam: Six years.

Aren't you afraid?' 'Of what?' 'Of losing yourself.' 'That's what I'm hoping for.