In the English language there are orphans and widows, but there is no word for the parents who lose a child.

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.

Everything that seems imperishable tends to extinguishment.

Well, I miss my wife, you know, " I said. "But I also miss the feeling of, I don’t know, comfort. The sense you’re where you’re supposed to be, with someone you’re supposed to be with.

melanin touchesyour eyes like thesun kissed bliss ofmankind

Pretending is another way of lying, and I am so good at both.

I don't worry about things that aren't important.

In the end, for congenial sympathy, for poetry, for work, for original feeling and expression, for perfect companionship with one's friends--give me the country.

We have to divide mother love with our brothers and sisters. Our parents can help us cope with the loss of our dream of absolute love. But they cannot make us believe that we haven't lost it.

I think I was always a drama queen. I really, really, really loved playing pretend.

Life doesn't often turn out the way we think it will, does it?

It all comes down to who you crucify, you either kiss the past or future good-bye.