Things hurt, and don't hurt, and hurt again.

To not do what you can to protect someone, that's cowardly.

She did not believe he could have really gone, because for her, to leave the person you loved was impossible.

And age was just a trait, like the color of your hair, or the amount of freckles on your skin.

Because I think people must be the same everywhere. Only these people are in my bones.

life's better with girls. boys need girls.

But Tik Tok believes everything's circular, including men and women. He says nature seems to go around and around, and that we all have bits of everything.

Do you think magic exists if it can be explained?

Everyone will think I'm ugly."Tik Tok smiled. "That's true. But we are a small village. We have narrow tastes. There's no telling who else in the world would think you're beautiful.

It was almost as if he was giving her his silence, so that all of her anger had a place to go.

Every kind of love, it seems, is the only one. It doesn’t happen twice. And I never expected that you could have a broken heart and love with it too, so much that it doesn’t seem broken at all.

The purpose of school should not be to prepare students for more school. We should be seeking to have fully engaged students now.

Boredom is the inner conflict we suffer when we lose desire, when we lack a lacking.

Sometimes you don't need to change what you're looking at only get a better view.

I am a hopeful romantic. - Charlotte, In the Shadow of Angels

Philosophies change by the day while God never changes, simply because, being perfect, He does not have to change!

Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earth's prolific lap.

As far as music school goes, I walked through Berkelee one time.

I am a certified yoga teacher and I love to cycle and swim.

I am a complete mother's boy. I try to do everything with honour, respect and grace because the last thing I would want to do is hurt her.

You kill me, Rose," he said melodramatically. "Every day is agony without you. Empty. Alone. I pine for you, wondering if you're even still alive.