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

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

I needed to stop being what everyone thought I was.

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.

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

For stubborn souls like Lisette, death was easier than the courage it took to actually change your life.

I lost myself trying to find happiness in things that didn't love me back.