There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.

Love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.

You know, when it works, love is pretty amazing. It's not overrated. There's a reason for all those songs.

I like flaws. I think they make things interesting.

The fate of your heart is your choice and no one else gets a vote

Wherever you will go, I will let you down, But this lullaby goes on.

If you didn't love him, this never would have happened. But you did. And accepting that love and everything that followed it is part of letting it go.

I realized how truly hard it was, really, to see someone you love change right before your eyes. Not only is it scary, it throws your balance off as well.

I mean, it's not surprising, really. Once you love something, you always love it in some way. You have to. It's, like, part of you for good.

Love is so unpredictable. That's what makes it so great.

The worst thing you can do if you miss or need someone is let them know it.

You asked me to go out with you. I know you probably changed your mind. But you should know, the answer was yes. It's always been yes when it comes to you.

Are those the only options? Nothing or forever?

You want to take me to a movie?" I asked. "Well, not really," he said. "What I really want is for you to be my girlfriend. But I thought saying that might scare you off.

You can't just plan a moment when things get back on track, just as you can't plan the moment you lose your way in the first place.

But that was the problem with having the answers. It was only after you gave them that you realized they sometimes weren't what people wanted to hear.

The choices you make now, the people you surround yourself with, they all have the potential to affect your life, even who you are, forever.

It's not always easy being her daughter.' I think,' she said, 'sometimes it's hard no matter whose daughter you are.

But all I could think of was how when nothing made sense and hadn't for ages, you just have to grab onto anything you feel sure of.

You should never be surprised when someone treats you with respect, you should expect it.

Anyone can hide. Facing up to things, working through them, that's what makes you strong.

Don't think or judge, just listen.

The best gifts come from the heart, not the store.

Life shouldn't be about the either/or. We're capable of more than that, you know?

But as long as something is never even started, you never have to worry about it ending. It has endless potential.

That first love. And the first one who breaks your heart. For me, they just happen to be the same person.

I wondered if emotions were like menstrual cycles, if you get enough women together. Give it time, and everyone was crying.

Oh darling, don't be bitter. It's the first instinct of the weak.

But you don’t have to give everyone the benefit of the doubt.”“You don’t have to assume the worst about everyone, either. The world isn’t always out to get you.

You know the minute you stop thinking about it, it'll happen.

You get what you give, but also what you're willing to take.

But it's important to acknowledge that while we may make mistakes, in the long run, we may also learn from them.

The future was one thing that could never be broken, because it had not yet had the chance to be anything.

Yeah. I mean, acknowledging is easy. Something happened or it didn't. But understanding... that's where things get sticky.

Your mother won a special reward," she told me, "because everyone had a head in her pictures. We all applauded.

I felt tears prick my eyes as I looked down at the model again, looking at that girl and boy on the curb. Forever in that place, together.

Relationships dont always make sense. Especially from the outside

Don't be a fool. Don't give up something important to hold onto someone who can't even say they love you.

I didn't want to leave things the way we had, unresolved, ... and tried to tell myself he cared about me enough not to look elsewhere for what I wasn't giving him.

Too many locks, not enough keys.