vineri, 4 martie 2011

“Sometimes when you think you’ve lost, you actually wind up coming out far ahead.”

“You hurt me once. Badly. I guess on some level I wanted to make you feel as rotten as I did back then.”

“Another thing about heartbreaks. You could not watch one without feeling your own heart suffer a hairline fracture as well.”

Love wasn’t supposed to be about a moment where you looked into a boy’s eyes and felt the world spin from beneath your feet; when you saw in his soul all the things that were missing from yours. Love came slow and surefooted and was made of equal measure of comfort and respect.