He was the only person in the world she was tongue-tied around, and yet the only person she really wanted to talk to.

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

I just don't know where home is. There's this promise of happiness out there. I know it. I even feel it sometimes. But it's like chasing the moon - just when I think I have it, it disappears into the horizon. I grieve and try to move on, but then the damn thing comes back the next night, giving me hope of catching it all over again.

Those who decided to stick with her would be her true friends. The others would just be scenery.

People adapt. People change. You can grow where you're planted.

She looked like autumn, when leaves turned and fruit ripened.

But one thing she [Rachel] did believe in was love. She believed that you could smell it, that you could taste it, that it could change the entire course of your life.