My dream is to find a guy who'll love me despite my flaws and won't turn away from me when a perfect girl walks by. Maybe a boy like that doesn't even exist.

We deserve each other, Luis … and I need you just as much as you need me. Hold me.” He steps closer, but hesitates. “If I do, mi chava, I can’t promise I’ll be able to let you go.

I gave you my heart, but it wasn't enough.

I want a one hundred percent guarantee that they’ll all be fine.” I tell Mrs. Garcia. She pats my knee. “Unfortunately, there are no guarantees in life.

He has eyes so expressive they give a hint to more than what he portrays. He’s dedicated to his friends, family, and even his motorcyle. He touched me as if I were made of glass. He kissed me as if he’d savor it for the rest of his life.

There's a point when you have to stop fightin' the whole world.

Just the fact that you need me to prove I love you is probably a clue it isn’t working