The key to change is letting go of the fear.

I'll come back to you," I say. "I promise you, if it's the last thing I do, I'll come back to you." Her face is buried in my neck. She nods. "I'll count the minutes until you do." she says.

Why couldn't you turn into a fireball when we were on the same team!

Those things that are the most obvious are the very things we've most likely to overlook.

Being in love is a very strange thing. Your thoughts constantly drift towards this other person, no matter what you're doing.

Nine lies on his back, groaning. His chest is shredded from where Eight slashed him, he’s got a fresh black eye, and I think I notice a trickle of blood from where I struck him with his staff. Suddenly, his groans turn to laughter. “That was awesome!” Nine hollers.

The price of a memory, is the memory of the sorrow it brings.