“I'm sorry he did that to you, but you can't let him hold you back from someone who cares for you.”
“I'm sorry." "Be sorry you lied," he said, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "Don't be sorry you loved him. That's part of you, part you have to let go, yeah, but still something that's made you who you are.”
“When did you trust someone to hold a truth as carefully as you did?”
“You can't act like you care about someone but not let them care about you.”
“The more people I meet, the more I'm realizing how rare it is to find someone who lets you be yourself. Who never tries to hold you back, but watches you ride out the wave of intensity and see where it takes you.”
“A man who loves money is a bastard, someone to be hated. A man who can't take care of it is a fool. You don't hate him, but you got to pity him.”