I should have told you from the start. I will let you down.

I used to worry I was entirely uninteresting, but the truth is I think if my life was more exciting I'd never have any time to write.

It was kind of soothing, these sounds of lives being lived all around me, for better or for worse. And there I was, in the middle of them all, newly reborn and still waiting for mine to begin.

It hadn't even occured to me that somebody would believe mine.

I've seen what commitment leads to. Going in is the easy part. It's the ending that sucks! -Remy

There was something so heavy about the burden of history, of the past. I wasn't sure I had it in me to keep looking back.

You're wrong," I told her. "I lost that faith a long time ago." She looked at me as I said this, an expression of quiet understanding on her face. "Maybe you didn't, though," she said softly. "Lose it, I mean." "Lissa." "No, just hear me out." She looked out at the road for a second, then back at me. "Maybe, you just misplaced it, you know? It's been there. But you just haven't been looking in the right spot. Because lost means forever, it's gone. But misplaced... that means it's still around, somewhere. Just not where you thought.