What does it mean?” Flynn turns to gaze at me, eyes finally meeting mine.I find myself smiling because I know exactly what it means. “It means the clouds are clearing on Avon.

He can’t take his eyes off the stars, but I can’t take mine off his face.

I don’t know why I told you all those things, but I did. Maybe it was because I’m a drunk, and sometimes drunks like to confess.

What’s the use of saying anything, when you’re not even listening?" - excerpt from: freefalling

I want to make lemonade out of the lemons that were dealt to me.

If God thinks proportionality is fair who are we to say that it is unfair?

I either delegate something, I dump it, or I deal with it.

Naturally, love's the most distant possibility.

It is a very good world for the purposes for which it was built; and that is all anything is good for.

My mother was passionate. She was stubborn, the dominant one in the family. She dominated my father.

Kisses are the remnants of paradise.

True remorse is never just a regret over consequences; it is a regret over motive.