And I never expected that you could have a broken heart and love with it too, so much that it doesn't seem broken at all.
Sometimes love means not being able to bear seeing the one you love the way they are, when they're not what you hoped for them.
Things hurt and then don't hurt and hurt again.
You have to be careful who you meet. You can't unmeet them.
The living always think that monsters roar and gnash their teeth. But I've seen that real monsters can be friendly; they can smile, and they can say please and thank you like everyone else. Real monsters can appear to be kind. Sometimes they can be inside us.
Sometimes I can't see myself when I'm with you. I can only just see you.
Sometimes I think that maybe we are just stories. Like we may as well just be words on a page, because we're only what we've done and what we are going to do.
It made her think about how she couldn't believe how big the universe was, but how small it was for her.
Loyalty was a funny thing. So was love. They both bit you when you least expected it.
I knew I'd miss you. But the surprising thing is, you never leave me. I never forget a thing. Every kind of love, it seems, is the only one. It doesn't happen twice. And I never expected that you could have a broken heart and love with it too, so much that it doesn't seem broken at all.
The rain sounded like it was washing the whole world away.
To not do what you can to protect someone, that's cowardly.
For the girls with messy hair and thirsty hearts.