“Love is worth the sum of itself, and nothing more.”

“Real love, after all, was worth the price you paid, however briefly it might last.”

“Holding a tear back makes them drain upward, higher and higher, until one day your head just explodes and you're left with a stub of a neck and nothing more.”

“The frightened walk away when love is difficult. I know that now. You have to be willing to give everything away. You have to be willing to end up with nothing. Only then will your heart be whole.”

“My grief was cold. It was nothing to share. It was nothing to speak about, nothing to feel.”

“What people called the truth seemed worthless to her; what was it but a furtive, bruised story to convince yourself life was worth living.”

“It wasn't right to have someone charge into you your world without even asking, acting as if you were nothing more than an egg to be flipped and flopped, sunny-side up or scrambled, depending on the whims on whoever ran your life..._”