When we're awake, we see what we need to see. When we're asleep, we see what is really there.
In nineteen minutes, you can mow the front lawn; color your hair; watch a third of a hockey game. In nineteen minutes, you can bake scones or get a tooth filled by a dentist; you can fold laundry for a family of five. In nineteen minutes, you can stop the world; or you can just jump off it.
To be truly popular, it has to look like something you are, when in reality, it's what you make yourself.
A man should live his life a certain way not because of some divine authority, but because of a personal moral obligation to himself and others.
Then they scrambled through the window and into the darkness, determined to turn themselves into what they were not.
Love meant jumping off a cliff and trusting that a certain person would be there to catch you at the bottom.
What if it turns out that a life isn’t defined by who you belong to or where you came from, by what you wished for or whom you’ve lost, but instead by the moments you spend getting from each of these places to the next?
Take it from me: love has all the lasting permanence of a rainbow- beautiful while it's there, and just as likely to have disappeared by the time you blink.
I didn't want to see her because it would make me feel better. I came because without her, it's hard to remember who I am.
If you live in each other's pockets long enough, you're related.
Any highway . . . they all take you to the same place, don't they?
The apple . . . came before Adam and Eve in the story of creation. It had to have been there at least three years because that's how long it takes for a new tree to bear fruit.
Torn between fear and something that resembled love, she wrestled with questions she never dreamed she would face: How could she leave? Then again, how could she stay?
I know how difficult it can be when the image you've had of something doesn't match its reality; when the friend beside you turns into a monster.
What she hadn't realized was that sometimes when your vision was that sharp and true, it could cut you. That only if you'd felt such fullness could you really understand the ache of being empty.
You might have to lose control before you could find out what you'd been missing.
She felt a cage coming down around her; too late she realized that he had her trapped by the heart. And like any unwilling animal that was well and truly caught, she could escape only by leaving a piece of herself behind.
What you had could never make up for what you'd lost.
Some people don't know what to do with an act of kindness.
Missed opportunities were never superficial wounds; they cut straight to the bone.
There is a place in you that you don't even know exists, where you can simply stand back and watch without feeling any pain.
Or in other words, it's the substance you've got when you start that determines the outcome.
What is right, in the end, is not always what it seems to be, and some rules are better broken.
The truth was, history repeated itself on a daily basis; mistakes were made over and over. People were haunted by what they had done, and by what they hadn't had time to do.
The thinnest slice would be teeming with memories of a love so strong it turned you inside out and left you gasping, and would be an identical match to a slice stored in the heart of a soul mate.
"Everyone still deserves to have their say."
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