“Write because you love to write.”

“It’s just, sometimes lies look so much like the truth. And when you can’t tell between the two, how do you know which one will make you happy? Maybe the lie will make you happier. And if you’re happier with the lie, would you really want to know the truth?”

“I do not write to you, but of you,/because the paper that we write on/is our perishable skin.”

“She needed a break from worrying about what to say and how to act every second of the day.”

“After all she’d been through, it irked her that he thought he could just look at her and know who she was. She didn't even know who she was.”

“It’s weird how one moment can change everything. Forever.”

“It was such a light, freeing feeling to not base her life on someone else’s opinion of her.”