When you have to do something, you have to do it. Putting it off only makes it worse. Believe me, I know.

Being left makes you doubt your ability to keep people, even friends.

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

Her grandmother used to tell her that a pink sky meant someone in the distance had just fallen in love . . . .

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

He might be tall enough to see into tomorrow, but he hadn’t looked there in a long, long time. He’d forgotten how bright it was. So bright he could hardly stand it.

He had a smug smile on his lips like he knew, even in his sleep, that women all around him were dying from love because he'd taken their hearts and hidden them where they'd never find them.