But neither of us knows, because a fight's worth nothing if you know from the start that you're going to win it.

Maybe one morning I’ll wake up and step outside of myself to look back at the old me lying dead among the sheets.

A DEFINITION NOT FOUND IN THE DICTIONARY Not leaving: an act of trust and love, often deciphered by children

Outside is dark. The kitchen light is loud. It deafens me as I walk towards it.

It's a lot easier, she realized, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it. This would still take time.

What do you want to kiss me for? I'm filthy.'- Liesel So am I.'- Rudy

Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.