You want it to feel like a surprise. You want to keep him guessing whether he'll make you smile entirely so that when you do, he will feel like he's been given a gift.

And when that time comes, let's hope your friends outnumber your enemies.

I'm not staring. I'm observing. . . . And what do you observe? . . . A brave young woman who has always fought for what was right, even when it was unpopular.

I don't think unhappiness is fated.

I wonder if our names determine our destiny, or if destiny leads us to choose certain names.

You want it to feel like a surprise. You want to keep him guessing whether he'll make you smile entirely so that when you do, he will feel like he's been given a gift.

I always thought the purpose of time was to move forward, not backward.