Where there is support, there is no grief.
When you want something bad, you'll tell yourself a thousand lies.
When you don't fit in, you become superhuman. You can feel everyone else's eyes on you, stuck like Velcro. You can hear a whisper about you from a mile away. You can disappear, even when it looks like...
When you are attracted to people, it’s because of the details. Their kindness. Their eyes. The fact that they can get you to laugh when you need it the most.
When a freedom is taken away from you...you recognize it as a privilege, not a right.
What's worse ...?The devil you don't know ... or the devil you do?
What you had could never make up for what you'd lost.
What twisted deity would grant you the superpower of fatherhood to protect someone who, one day, would not need you?
What she couldn't put into word was what had happened in between to change her from one person into the other
What looks like garbage from one angle might be art from another. Maybe it take a crisis to get to know yourself; maybe you needed to get whacked hard by life before you understood what you wanted ou...
We make messes of our lives, but every now and then, we manage to do something that's exactly right. The challenge is figuring out which is which.
We are all drowning slowly in the tide of our opinions, oblivious that we are taking on water every time we open our mouths.
Traveling is all very well and good as long as you knew there is a place or person you can call home
This wasn't the first time he'd be saving her by letting her go.
This was why there was music, he realized. There were some feelings that just didn’t have words big enough to describe them.
This time of night, the sky was flung wide open, stars spread like a story across the horizon.
This sort of obsessing would get him nowhere. He needed to move on, to get going, to look forward.
These days it seemed like the words between them were there only to outline the silences.
There's no point in being able to know everything about wolves if you can't teach it to the people who need to learn.
There was, really, nothing you could use as a blueprint for your life, except your past. There was no starting over. There was only picking up the pieces someone had left behind.