…You don’t want the best of times to be just one thing, forever. You have to have a lot of bests of times, each one topping the last. You know?

funny how a beautiful song could tell such a sad story

He always did the leaving. But not this time. She kept walking, and did not look back.

Because' I repeated, as a breeze blew over us, "sometimes things just happen. That aren't expected. Or on the list." "Such as?" he asked "I don't know," I said, frustrated. "That's the point. It would be out of the blue, taking us by surprise. Something we might not be prepared for." "But we will be prepared," he said, confused. "We'll have the list.

That was the thing about being alone, in theory or in principle. Whatever happened - good, bad, or anywhere in between - it was always, if nothing else, all your own.

It’s the things you fight for and struggle with before earning that have the greatest worth.

Doesn't it seem sometimes that the whole world's uphill but at least we know the way back will be easy.