Life's pain. You just have to get over as much of it as you can. -Isabel Culpeper

I sat on the hill, the wind whispering through the long grass that surrounded me. I stared at the stars and wanted more than what I was and more than what the world was and just - wanted.

Eventually, the Gray Man thought, if he resisted using it for long enough, he himself might forget his own name, and became someone else entirely.

Creative" "Dangerously emo.

Grace: The idea was immediately unbearable, only because I wanted it to be true so badly it hurt

I wish you could be kissed, Jane,' he said. 'Because I would beg just one off you. Under all this.' He flailed an arm toward the stars.

you just can't wait to get out of your head, can you?" "if you were in here you might want that too.