That's the fairy tale. You meet, you fall in love, you kiss, and neither of you is revolted by it. You get married and have kids and live happily ever after.

Love always hurts. That’s one thing I know you know. But it’s worth it. That’s what you don’t know. Yet.

When someone needs help, you help. Right?

He didn't think he belonged here, so she was making him face some uncomfortable facts. People adapt. People change. You can grow where you're planted.

She knew what it felt like to stand in front of someone and ask them to love you, to try to pull them to you by the sheer force of your desire, a force so strong it felt as though you were going to die from it.

You are who you are, whether you like it or not, so why not like it?

My writing process is very organic. I start with an idea. I have the general story arc and the cast. But then I sit down to write, and things change.