Looking for love is like asking for a new point of departure ... another chance in life.

Other people's ideas of us are dependent largely on what they've hoped for.

Why is there happiness and comfort and excitement where you are and no where else in the world.

I remember every single spot of light that ever gouged a shadow beside your bones.

without you, dearest dearest I couldn't see or hear or feel or think - or live - I love you so and I'm never in all our lives going to let us be apart another night.

I wish I could write a beautiful book to break those hearts that are soon to cease to exist: a book of faith and small neat worlds and of people who live by the philosophies of popular songs.

And only weaklings...who lack courage and the power to feel they're right when the whole world says they're wrong, ever lose.