Beautiful things often happen when you don't know anymore.

It always shocked me when I realized that I wasn't the only person in the world who thought and felt such stange and awful things.

Be careful what you wish for. I know for a fact. Wishes are brutal, unforgiving things. They burn in your tongue the moment they're spoken and you can never take them back.

I'm warning you now, before you get too involved. I'm a fucking mess.

We are all strangers connected by what we reveal, what we share, what we take away--our stories. I guess that's what I love about books. They are thin strands of humanity that tether us to one another for a small bit of time, that make us feel less alone or even more comfortable with our aloneness, if need be.

When a person cannot answe your question directly, either the answer is too painful for you to know, or too hard for them to admit.

She bit her lip and opened her mouth, but the only word that came out was "fuck"

I'm lost in every good and bad way known to mankind. There's honestly no saving me this time. But I'm okay with that.