Everyone has a past, but that's just it - it's in the past. You can learn from it, but you can't change it

Noen ganger er det ikke det vi holder fast ved som former livet vårt, men det vi er villig til å gi slipp på

Når jeg skriver hendelsene ned, virker de fastlagte, absolutte. På papirarket lever vi igjen, vi er unge og uvitende, og alt som kommer til å skje, har vi til gode.

En klok mann sa en gang til meg at fantasi og virkelighet er to fingre på samme hånd, en hånd de deler med tro, fornuft og tålmodighet. Det er det hånden strekker seg etter som betyr noe, siden alle fingrene vil gripe det samme til slutt.

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.

... that the unknown wasn`t always the greatest thing to fear. The people who know you best can be riskier, because the words they say and the things they think have the potential to be not only scary but true, as well.

Jamilet og Mary, som bare var noen få måneder yngre, ble gode venninner. Jamilet og Mary lo tilsynelatende uten noen spesiell grunn, som om gleden satte seg på henne som en sommerfugl for å kile henne nådeløst til hun lot seg overtale til en vennligsinnet skøyerstrek eller en annen lek.

I kissed him with everything in me. I put all my pain and sorrow and passion and love for him into that kiss, and his mouth opened under mine, meeting me passion for passion, pain for pain, and love for love.

'But I knew you weren't dead because I could feel some of what was happening to you.' He grimaced. 'Some of what he was making you feel. Then I didn't know anything except my soul had a hole in it in the place where you had been. I still feel like there's a part of me missing. A big part part of me. It hurts all the time. Every day.'

I couldn't stand hearing him tell me how much he hated me now and how sorry he was that we'd never been together

Despite the emotional upheaval of the past hour, he stared at his child and blinked, suddenly certain that what he was doing now was the sole reason he'd been placed on this earth. To love another. To care for someone else, to help another person, to carry her worries until she was strong enought to carry them on her own. To care for someone unconditionally, for in the end that was what gave life meaning. And Lexie had given her life, knowing Jeremy that could do that.

"We're both pretty lucky, aren't we?" Jeremy couldn't answer, for once at a loss for words.

That was the thing about life, he knew. There was always a but.

For the first time in what seemed like forever, he was choosing the pace of his life rather than having his life choose he pace.

He grinned, pulling her closer. "You love me even if I'm not perfect?!" "Of course I do." Amazing, he thought.

He could no more erase that chapter of his life than he could change his birthday. While there were times when he wished he cold roll back the clock and erase all the sadness, he had a humch that if he did so, the joy would be disminished as well. And that was something he couldn't contemplate

Det viktigste jeg har lært hittil,er at livet ikke venter. Jeg kan ikke vente.Jeg må leve i dag, bruke dagen i dag til fulle.

There are no rules that can bind you when you find your other half.

"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb..." he murmured. I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word. "What a stupid lamb," I sighed. "What a sick, masochistic lion."

I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.