I read books because I love them, not because I think I should read them.

Anyone who is desperate or alone will agree there is comfort in routine.

You were unsure which pain is worse -- the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.

I think we keep these moments of rejection and acceptance very close. I think we carry them always, like cracked shells from which a part of us once hatched.

I think anyone can fall in love, if you're open and you're willing, but the real test is sustaining it after all the excitement has worn off.

I suppose the key to a good life is to gently overlook the truth and hope that at any moment we can all be reborn.

There are some lies that, under the right circumstances, are the only truth