It's better to say goodbye, to move on, to end the lie.

I want to be someone's everything. I want fire and passion, and love that's returned, equally. I want to be someone's heart.

You know you’re permanent, right?

Sometimes family was the cruelest form of love there was, for no one could hurt you more than the people who created you.

Love doesn't exactly come with an off switch.

Passion, friendship, love, loyalty, trust . . . if you found the right person . . . you really could have it all.

Ethics and I had crossed paths recently, and I’m not sure that I fell on the right side of the morality line.