I love you enough to never make you choose.

Sometimes life happens.

I must have killed a lot of cows in a past life for Karma to hate me this much.

Breathing became a painful chore. Her lips turned down while her warm fingers caressed my cheek. That touch typically brought me to my knees, but now it cut me

I saw the world in black and white instead of the vibrant colours and shades I knew existed.

It's like I have this large black hole in my brain and it's sucking the life out of me. The answers are in there so I sit for hours and stare. No matter how hard and long I look, I only see darkness.

As long as everyone thinks you’re a cutter or tried to commit suicide you’ll always be on the outs.

There are edges around the black and every now and then a flash of color streaks out of the gray. But I can never really grasp any of the slivers of memories that emerge.

She pushed off her toes toward me, guiding my head down, and gently kissed my lips. No. This wouldn’t be goodbye. I’d fill her up and make her realize she’d always be empty witho

The moment Noah came up behind me and kissed the side of my neck, I was torn between leaning into him and skirting away. Every muscle in my body screamed to fall into him.

He loved me.Noah Hutchins had told me he loved me, and that had made the past week at school absolute hell.

The moment God is figured out with nice neat lines and definitions, we are no longer dealing with God.

Writing should beguile us, not just take us from A to B to Zzzzz

No one wants to live forever if it means becoming increasingly decrepit.

I have a passion for children's literature. Young adult literature. I love it. I've always loved it.

There are a lot of aspiring singers who are not paid attention to because they don't look like a fashion model.

Just accepting that vulnerability is part of the deal, I think, makes that part okay.

Passion + production = performance.

President Reagan, of course, did more than any other person to entrench the Republican reputation for toughness on national security.

I've put up with too much, too long, and now I'm just too intelligent, too powerful, too beautiful, too sure of who I am finally to deserve anything less.

Fortune is like a widow won,And truckles to the bold alone.