You need to learn patience, you grasshopper

Dear John, tell me everything. Write it all down, that way, we’ll be with each other all the time, even if we’re not with each other at all.

without music he felt aimless and adrift.

What's the challenge in writing a novel that few people will read? I'm more than happy writing what I do and have no plans to change that.

People hide the truth because they're afraid.

She wasnt exactly sure when it happened. Or even when it started. All she knew for sure was that right here and now, she was falling hard and she could only pray that he was feeling the same way.

That she had somehow taken the initiative to learn my name should have struck me then, but it did not. Instead, as she stood on the street with the rain coming down and mascara running onto her cheeks, all I could think was that I'd never seen anyone more beautiful.