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Good people were also capable of doing very bad things.

What do you do with your anger when the person you're mad at goes off and dies? Bury it? Bury it inside you?

Despite what I said about staying the way we were, I changed. I, who have always believed in speaking my mind and made it my mission to uncover the truth, have found myself keeping secrets. Sometimes life is more complicated than the simple rules we make for it.

Every night she had fallen asleep dreaming about that kiss, and each kiss after.

Words are precious things meant to create, to imagine, to dream with.

Some people fall head over heels. Other people begin to fall without even knowing it—love grows like a spring flower beneath last autumn’s leaves and catches them by surprise.

Endings are beginnings, and beginnings are ours to turn into something good.

Actually, I came because I have a last-minute invitation. My friend Erika Gill is having a big party tomorrow night, one of those all-out birthday bashes that girls like. Want to go?" ---------------------------------------- "No. Sorry." "Since it's a catered thing, at a restaurant, I'll pick you up at- what did you say?" "I'm sorry. I can't do it." ---------------------------------------- "You're busy?" "I just can't do it," I said.

People fear anyone who differs from what is considered normal, and in a small town the idea of normal can be as narrow as the streets.

Good dog! Nice fetch!" "He wasn't fetching." "Bring her here, boy. Good job!" The dog looked from Zack to me. "I've been training him," Zack said. "Up till now he's brought home only dead rabbits, but I guess he's finally getting the hang of it.

...you canʹt always choose how you love a person. Love isnʹt logical or fair. It just happens.

Don't worry," I repiled, "I usually don't argue with the voices.

I think I’m dying to get to know a particular guy. Then he opens his mouth and ruins it.

Sometimes I think that love is one big fairy tale. I wonder if people who say they are in love, if – really – they’ve just talked themselves into it. They want it so badly, they kind of make it happen. They fake it until they start believing their own story. Maybe that’s just sour grapes or something. Maybe because it doesn’t happen to me, I don’t want to think it happens to anyone else.

Change can be good. It just depends on what we make of it.

The truth was, it was myself I couldn't trust, my eyes from betraying my heart.

old grudges and bitterness always hurt the individual more than the one whom he believes injured him.

We sat in silence, both of us looking up at the stars. He was probably envisioning a machine headed for Pluto. I wished i was on that machine.

Creativity is no excuse for obnoxious behavior

Her hair gives dawn it's fire, her eyes give dusk her soul" He knew how to use his voice to melt a girl's heart, to make a girl want to believe. I steeled myself against the seductive words. "Excuse me?" "It's a line of poetry describing a beautiful girl, one who doesn't seem to know it.

dreams are shadows cast by truth shining on our darkest secrets