He cared less, so they cared more. He said it was beautiful. I knew he was broken.This was his game.

When you miss someone....it’s weird…your body doesn’t function normally..as it should. Because I miss you, and my heart…it’s not steady…my soul it sings numb. Fingers are cold…like you…your soul.

I wore your promise on my finger for one yearI'll wear your name on my heart til I dieBecause you were my boy, you were my only boy forever.

He brought out the worst in me, and was the best thing that ever happened to me.

Growth in love comes from a place of absence, where the imagination is left to it’s own devices and creates you to be much more then reality would ever allow.

When we are in love, we are convinced nobody else will do. But as time goes, others do do, and often do do, much much better.

I want your most vital organ. I want it to be mine.

…..she needed him to know she did not care. She was spirited, tenacious, and full of contempt for him.

You cannot mistake thisYou cannot reinvent this moment You cannot call this loveIt is so much more

You don’t deserve my image in your head. You don’t deserve my memories in your chest.

You’re a mess, I confess, I despise you in the best kind of way.

Most people don't want to die, but they don't want to live either. I am speaking about men now as much as women. They look for a third way, but there is no third way.

The summer passed quietly. I busied myself as best I could, reading a good deal.

Bravery isn't when you go looking for trouble

I want to tell you that I love you, ” he said. “But I’m afraid you won’t remember it tomorrow.”“There’s no way I would forget that.

Giving is a stream of abundance.

Extreme busyness whether at school or college kirk or market is a symptom of deficient vitality and a faculty for idleness implies a catholic appetite and a strong sense of personal identity.

I don't know how the poor farmers deal with such situations in real life. It's really sad.

If you don't have a sensation of apprehension when you set out to find a story and a swagger when you sit down to write it, you are in the wrong business.

What an old maid I'm getting to be. lacking the courage to be in love with death!

The enabling power of the Atonement strengthens us to do and be good and to serve beyond our own individual desire and natural capacity.