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I might seem like the ideal student: homework always in early, every extra credit and extracurricular I can get my hands on, the good girl and the high achiever. But I realized something just now: it’s not ambition, not entirely. It’s fear. Because I don’t know who I am when I’m not working, when I’m not focused on or totally consumed by a task. Who am I between the projects and the assignments, when there’s nothing to do? I haven’t found her yet and it scares me.

Success required sacrifice. Sacrifice meant pain. Pain meant success.

You know, everyone calls you 'nice.' But that's not the word. You're good. So good you have no idea how good you are.

I don't know, it's like I look at you and suddenly the sonnets makes sense.

It’s not the whole truth. The whole truth is, I’m in love with him still.

Per aspera ad astra. I’d heard a variety of translations, but the one I liked best was Through the thorns, to the stars.

Oh,

But when Matthias emerged from the mouth of the cave below, she knew she'd been wrong. Nina recognised him instantly. Every night of the past year, she had fallen asleep thinking of Matthias' face. There was no mistaking the glided brows, the sharp cut of his cheekbones. But Kaz hadn't lied: Matthias was much changed. The boy who looked back at the crowd with fury in his eyes was a stranger. [...] And yet, he was beautiful still.

The ache in his lungs was unbearable. He needed to tell her... what? That she was lovely and brave and better than anything he deserved. That he was twisted, crooked, wrong, but not so broken that he couldn't pull himself together into some semblance of a man for her. That without meaning to, he'd begun to lean on her, to look for her, to need her near. He needed to thank her for his new hat.

I guess love doesn't conquer all.

Will you swear to be my friend forever and ever?

I've got the key to my castle in the air, but whether I can unlock the door remains to be seen.