Scars are proof we can can survive

Tears disturb and confuse men, but women know the relief they can bring. I didn't cry because I couldn't deal with my life, but because I could.

I know everything and nothing about him all at the same time.

Love is always real, even when it doesn’t last.

I could say his body was perfect and every part of it beautiful, because it was. Not because he had no flaws, but because I wanted him so desperately I couldn’t see any.

What are you, Elle? Are you a ghost? Are you an angel or a demon? Because you can’t be real.

It was not a happy ending of the sort in fairy tales, but it was the only one we had.