When you lose someone and it hurts, that's when you know the love was real.

I suppose you cannot hold on to old things just for the sake of holding on.

If two people are meant to be, they'll find their way to each other.

Josh and I started out so easy, so fun, and now we're like strangers. I'll never have that person back, who I knew better than anyone and who knew me so well.

I think that time might be different for young people. The minutes longer, stronger, more vibrant.

It could have happened lots of ways. But this is the way it happened. This is the path we took. This is our story.

So, how does he kiss?"I'm blushing. I tap my fingers on my lips before I say, "He kisses like ... like it could be his job.

I suppose you can't hold on to old things just for the sake of holding on.

In the whole history of my letters, of my liking boys, not once has a boy liked me back at the same time as I liked him. It was always me alone, longing after a boy, and that was fine, that was safe

The thought of Peter and John Ambrose McClaren in the same space together again is discomforting. Where would I even look?

You can cage their wings, you can't cage their spirit.

By experimenting with sympathetic joy, we break from the constricted world of individual struggle and see that joy exists in more places than we have yet imagined.

Sit here, so I may writeyou into a poem and make you eternal.

Make sure you control the radio on a long road trip. You don't want to listen to some old-fashioned music the whole time.

One half of me is a hopeless romantic. The other half is well... just realistic.

As I discovered, there is a great deal of similarity between a boom-bust process in the financial markets and the rise and fall of the Soviet system.

Happiness is not determined by what's happening around you, but rather what's happening inside you. Most people depend on others to gain happiness, but the truth is, it always comes from within.

The fear of old age is something that one feels when they're younger. Once you get to being old, you're already there, so you don't even think about it anymore.

Fang can't stand to see trash & garbage lying around the house. He can't stand the competition.

Love grows. Lust wastes by Enjoyment, and the Reason is, that one springs from an Union of Souls, and the other from an Union of Sense.