Names are not important. It's what lies inside of you that matters.

The people you love are just weapons that will be used against you.

Still, the image haunted his dreams throughout the night: a lovely girl gazing at the stars, and the stars who gazed back.

I was as unburdened as a piece of dandelion fluff, and he was the wind that stirred me about the world.

Some things you hear with your ears. Others, you hear with your heart.

You could be great. You could rattle the stars. You could do anything if only you dared.

I hate women like that. They're so desperate for the attention of men that they'd willingly betray and harm members of their own sex