You're dying with the way things are," Della Lee said harshly, causing Josey to lower the handful of popcorn she was about to put in her mouth. "You're going to lose yourself in this, Josey. It's going to happen if you don't change. I know. I lost myself trying to find happiness in things that didn't love me back.

After you finish a book, the story still goes on in your mind. You can never change the beginning. But you can always change the end.

She sometimes thought she was going crazy. Her first thought when she woke up was always how to get him out of her thoughts. And she would keep watch, hoping to see him next door, while plotting ways to never have to see him again.

Watching them, she realized they made so much sense together. Every look, every touch, was a reassurance, almost electric, as if they were shocking each other with every contact.

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

If a man has so much heat he burns your skin when he touches you, he's the devil. Run away

I needed to stop being what everyone thought I was.