You don't love people for what they can give you. You don't love them because of what they do for you or how good you make them look. Love is blind, love does not boast, love is not vain.

But... we will always be drawn together. We'll always crave each other. We'll always be in tune with each other, physically and mentally. There is nothing that can change or break that. And even if there was, I wouldn't want to. Not for the world.

Love finds you in the strangest places, and hope clings to us in the nooks and crannies we never think to look.

You don't love people for what they can give you. You don't love them because of what they do for you or how good you make them look. Love is blind, love does not boast, love is not vain.

I want to give you back your first kiss, the one that jerk stole from you. And I want it to be something that even a coma can't make you forget.

What? It's my job as best friend to make sure he's not a serial killer. Or an English major, not sure which one's worse.

...now Eli was my new neighbor. Which was fine with me because I sucked at Math. Math and I were not on speaking terms.