A flower blooms best in a happy pot.

love, is an unnatural attachment to another living thing. it's the root cause of most personal problems people have.

It's funny how when you're little, you miss all the little lies. They float right past you, but you don't wonder about them much. For a long time, you think this is just something adults still do after being kids - pretend.

I am a pretty, useless ornament who always believed she'd have a man to take care of her.

Seek the tarnish and you shall find

My thoughts took frantic flight, wanting to escape this prison, and seek out the wind so it could fan my hair and sting my skin, and make me feel alive again.

Love, how often that word came up in books over and over again. If you had wealth and health, and beauty and talent...you had nothing if you didn't have love. Love changed all that was ordinary into something giddy, powerful, drunken, enchanted.