Occupation: Novelist Birth: November 25, 1975
...I watch her so much that I forget it's raining at all..
To lovers and dreamers and anyone who hasn’t truly experienced either..
I promise to love you forever in this life and wherever we go in the afterlife, because I know I can't go on in any life unless you're in it too..
My plant is probably dead." Camryn looks slightly surprised. "You have a plant?" I smile. "Yeah, her name's Georgia..
Truthfully, he lives right next to the Sexy Tree and I think that's the only thing that bothers me about this whole situation..
I believe there’s someone out there for everyone,” he {Isaac} says, “and when you meet that person, sometimes you know right away they are who you we….
Promise me that if I ever get Alzheimer’s or dementia, and I don’t remember anyone that you’ll visit me every day and read to me like Noah read to Al….
Depression is pain in its purest form..
To love someone so deeply means also that it will hurt a thousand times more when he disappoints or leaves you.
Because this is our life. We met on the road; we grew to know and to love each other on the road. It's where we were meant to be for however long, an….
Are you in love with me, Camryn Bennett?” … “Not yet,” I say with a smile in my voice, “but I’m getting there..
But the heart has a mind of its own and it always gets what it wants, especially when it's dying..
The moment you tell someone else is the moment you become a whiner and the world’s smallest violin starts to play. The truth is, we all have problems….
I think that if past lives are real then we have been lovers in every single one of them. I've known you for a short time, but I feel like I've known….
The moment you see someone attractive, you can't help but make note of it. It's human nature..
You're like a philosopher with tattoos..
I believe that no matter what happens, or where we go, or if there's an afterlife, that we'll always be connected. Not even death can make me forget ….
He never leaves my side. And I know he never will..
Maybe you should get rid of me,” I whisper onto his lips. “Never,” he says, kissing me once softly. “You’re mine for as long as you breathe..
I could die in this bed with him right now, wrapped in his arms and I would never know that I had died..
It’s my future and my life and I can’t make myself live the way someone else wants me to..