If you have to explain about how something's supposed to feel, it takes away all the magic.

Physical attraction that strong is addictive. And knowing that kind of magic isn’t just a fantasy makes me want to find it again. But what about being with someone who makes me a better person? What about sharing my life with someone who adores me as much as I adore him, whom I can always count on, who helps me find my way when I’m lost?

And there are a million possibilities. Like the possibility of going separate ways. Together.

There should be some kind of radar that lets you know when your soul mate is nearby.

It’s interesting how something that comes so easily to one person can be so impossible for someone else.

If I’d stopped believing that my life would eventually get better, I don’t think I would have survived high school.

Everyone at his table laughs. They know I can hear them. They just don't care.