Her friendship . . . still existed, as if it was a living, breathing thing, something that came to life the moment it happened and didn't just go away because they no longer acknowledged it.

Stability was overrated. Crises and adventures, on the other hand, could actually teach you something.

I should let people in. If they leave, they leave. If I break, I break. It happens to everyone. Right?

When you're happy for yourself, it fills you. When you're happy for someone else, it pours over.

Not every man was sorry when he hurt a woman.

Why were girls in such a hurry to grow up? Agatha would never understand. Childhood was magical. Leaving it behind was a magnificent loss.

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.