Goldfish get big enough only for the bowl you put them in. Bonsai trees twist in miniature. I would have given anything to keep her little. They outgrow us so much faster than we outgrow them.

Until this moment, I had not realized that someone could break your heart twice, along the very same fault lines.

If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?

Seeing her sitting there unresponsive makes me realize that silence has a sound.

true love is felonious… You take someone’s breath away… You rob them of the ability to utter a single word… You steal a heart.

You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.

It's about a girl who is on the cusp of becoming someone.. A girl who may not know what she wants right now, and she may not know who she is right now, but who deserves the chance to find out.

I wondered what happened when you offered yourself to someone, and they opened you, only to discover you were not the gift they expected and they had to smile and nod and say thank you all the same.

He smiles at me, and I am suddenly seventeen again - the year I realize that love doesn't follow the rules, the year I understood that nothing is worth having so much as something unattainable

Grief is a curious thing, when it happens unexpectedly. It is a Band-aid being ripped away, taking the top layer off a family. And the underbelly of a household is never pretty, ours no exception.

There are just as many stories to be told in the dark spots s there are in the bright ones.

Anarchy and Liberty are synonymous. Anything less is merely gradient levels of slavery.

Bernie Saunders is like a fly buzzing around a bowl of rotten fruit. Long hail this fly!

If life is a comedy to him who thinks and a tragedy to him who feels it is a victory to him who believes.

Nobody gets to live life backward. Look ahead that is where your future lies.

I don't feel right unless I have a sport to play or at least a way to work up a sweat.

I'll tell you what I hate - bands like My Chemical Romance.

The love of art in its many forms lives on and enables us to enjoy the past, the present, and look with confidence to the future.

My way is the sensitive, emotional way, because that's who I am. A day doesn't go by where I don't sit and cry, listening to the stories. I try to be the clown and court jester and make people laugh.

I defy you to agitate any fellow with a full stomach.

One compensation of old age is that it excuses you from picnics.