“One day, as Sarita tended to the wash, Gemma played in the garden. She was a knight, you see, with a sword fashioned out of wood. Most formidable, she was, though I didn't quite know how formidable...”

“But we can't go back. We can only go forward.”

“I run after her, not really giving chase. Im running because I can, because I must.Because I want to see how far I can go before I have to stop.”

“I know because I read...Your mind is not a cage. It's a garden. And it requires cultivating.”

“To those who will see, the world waits.”

“I can see his pain, see it in the way he runs his fingers through his hair, over and over, and I understand what it costs him to hide it all.”

“A crack on the road does not terminate the journey”

“...but the future is a teenage crackhead who makes shit up as he goes along.”

“Count the times. The number of times you have seen the silence of another world seep though a crack. The number of times you have heard the sea trying to escape from the blue painted wall.”

“She's the kind of girl who brings you to the moon without you even being aware. The kind of girl you trip in love with, The kind of girl you never forget.”

“Not every story is about a girl who dreams of romance, waiting impatiently and dramatically for a tall, handsome, strong man to fall hopelessly in love with, in the foolish hope that he will protec...”

“But perhaps she has given me the strength and the madness to write about the things that I once desired so long to put against the world.”