But surprises were nothing new to her. Like opening a can of mushroom soup and finding tomato instead; be grateful and eat it anyway.

The words were strung in the air like garland. She could almost see them.

...she was still water in his hands. He didn't know how to hold on.

Sometimes its necessary to embrace the magic, to find out what's real in life, and in one's own heart.

It was the best first kiss in the history of first kisses. It was as sweet as sugar. And it was warm, as warm as pie. The whole world opened up and I fell inside. I don't know where I was, but I didn't care. I didn't care because the only person who mattered was there with me.

It was like the way you wanted sunshine on Saturdays, or pancakes for breakfast. They just made you feel good.

Because he knew the best way to get what he wanted was to break down what made us strongest. And our friendships were what made us strong.