A picture is worth a thousand texts.

Never trust a shiny surface. They hide a multitude of flaws.

I still love you. I will always love you, and that is all that matters. I will forgive you anything, and I will forgive you this.

One should not seek those who do not wish to be found.

The world in your mind is as real as the world outside of it.

That morning, she had found an envelope stuffed into her locker. It was from the Mercer Hotel, and held a plastic door key for their suite. "See you there tonight," Oliver had written. "Chomp! Chomp!

Jack Force was more than she had ever dared wish for, and he was better than a dream or a fantasy because he was real. He was far from perfect, moody and distant at times, and burdened with sharp temper and an impulsiveness that was part of his dark nature. But she felt more love for him than she thought possible. He wasn't perfect, but he was perfect for her. (Schuyler Van Alen)