All I'd ever wanted was to forget. but even when I thought I had, pieces had kept emerging, like bits of wood floating up to the surface that only hint at the shipwreck below.

I write thank-you notes the minute I throw the wrapping paper away.

You’re always a kid around your parents… Unless they’re acting like children. Then you don’t get the chance.

From what I could see, the hardwood was just fine. Then again, I'd just see a windmill and an open sky, too, never feeling the need to conquer either. You think it's all obvious and straightforward, this world. But really, it's all in who is doing the looking.

Life shouldn't be about the either/or. We're capable of more than that, you know?

He just stood there, looking at me, as if I had actually changed before his eyes. But this was the girl I'd been all along. I'd just hidden her well.

Never would forever, with all its meanings, be so clear and distinct as in the true, guaranteed end of the world.