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“Literature is the most agreeable way of ignoring life.”

“You can, you should, and if you’re brave enough to start, you will.”

“I think what hurt the most was that I was only chasing your ghost.”

“There has to be a middle. Without it, nothing can ever truly be whole. Because it is not just the space between, but also what holds everything together.”

“My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will break.”

“The candle can not put all of the blame on the flame.”

“I try to convince my heart that love is overrated so that it doesn’t feel so hated.”

“I obviously do everything to be ‘hard to understand’ myself.”

“Sometimes I feel as though there are two me’s, one coating directly on top of the other: the superficial me, who nods when he’s supposed to nod and says what he’s supposed to say, and some other, deeper part, the part that worries and dreams… Most of the time they move along in sync and I hardly notice the split, but sometimes it feels as though I’m two whole different people and I could rip apart at any second”

“What could be a more innocent or harmless pastime for a young girl than reading?”

“There are a few great souls in my life. They are not many. They are few. You are one.”

“It hurts knowing you did your best and know it still isn’t good enough.”

“I don’t trust words anymore. I only trust actions. People can pretend to do a lot without beeing serious about it.”

“The summer night was starless and stirless, with distant spasms of silent lightning.”

“We…need to forgive ourselves…For all the things we didn’t do. All the things we should have done. You can’t get stuck on the regrets of what should have happened.”