"Yet she likes complications. She wishes she could turn and say: I like people who unbalance me."

"Sometimes people hurt more than they can handle… And sometimes they don’t know how to ask for help. They’re so caught up in their own pain, they end up hurting everyone around them."

"I wish that I knew how to say goodbye
But it gets harder the harder I try
So I hang around just trying to catch your eye
Always wishing I knew how to say goodbye"

"I wonder which is preferable, to walk around all your life swollen up with your own secrets until you burst from the pressure of them, or to have them sucked out of you, every paragraph, every sentence, every word of them, so at the end you’re depleted of all that was once as precious to you as hoarded gold, as close to you as your skin - everything that was of the deepest importance to you, everything that made you cringe and wish to conceal, everything that belonged to you alone - and must spend the rest of your days like an empty sack flapping in the wind, an empty sack branded with a bright fluorescent label so that everyone will know what sort of secrets used to be inside you?"

"You’re something between a dream and a miracle."

"It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it."

"The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die."

"She stuck a bookmark
in my heart
and walked away."

"It’s easy to convince yourself that you aren’t in love with someone, until you see them or see them talking to someone else, and then you’re like, ‘here we go again.’ So my conclusion is this: you don’t ever stop loving someone.It’s more a matter of learning to deal with the pain of not having them anymore."