“The thing about second chances", Mom interrupted, laying a hand on my arm "is we always walk into them assuming we'll feel better, when nine times out of ten things get worse before the ever get be...”

“Everyone wears masks.They come in all different shapes and sizes.The only problem with trying one on is that it fits. How easily we fall into the trap that we dont have to be who we really are.How ...”

“How often do you think we write our own ending before the story is even finished? How often do we give up on ourselves when our lives are just starting? Things get hard and we immediately back away...”

“Sometimes I wonder if we ever truly let anyone completely in. The desire for another human being to know you, all of you, all the pieces, even the ones youre ashamed of is huge. But too often, we ...”

“If beauty is pain let me get lost in it. If youre my salvation I want to earn it. If love is all I have to give then let me give it. You. Its all for you. Gabes eyes opened and locked in on mine...”

“For as long as it takes for the sorrow and pain to transfer into acceptance. Ill stay here. With you. By your side. I wont leave.Promise?Vow. I placed his hands gently on the piano. I vow.”

“In the middle of the night, I saw chaos bleeding out of darkness and peace. Everything that was said and seen before seemed like a paradox. I saw the graves of lies breaking open and the truth craw...”

“A thing about poetry is, It takes cuts and pain to bleed words. The deeper the wound is, the more you bleed. And eventually, you will start falling in love with it. But the saddest part is, sometim...”

“We took the path that led others nowhere and only we saw the light at the end of the tunnel. They warned us about the monsters we would encounter, the odds that we would meet. And they laughed when...”

“With a strong spirit , you heal every bruise.”

“Sadness is a bruise on the skin of memory.”

“Such a nasty bruise, he says, staring straight into my eyes. I am stunned he can see it. Delicate to the touch and tender on every side, the bruise is deeper than days. My hand automatically moves ...”

“But the universe in its immensity is nevertheless of a piece, and what applies at one end of it applies at the other. No doubt misery, like happiness and hope, is found throughout the stars.”