“Why are you doing this to yourself? When something bad happens, why do you have to pick at it until it bleeds all over again?”

“They're fake bullets, so why do I feel like Im bleeding out?”

“Why do some memories bleed out of nowhere and others stay locked behind doors?”

“How do you walk into someone's life again after twenty-eight years? How do you pick up, when you were too young to know where you left off.”

“It was so damn hard to find love in this world, to locate someone who could make you feel that there was a reason you'd been put on this earth. A child, I imagined, was the purest form of that. A child was the love you didn't have to look for, didn't have to prove anything to, didn't have to worry about losing. Which is why, when it happened, it hurt so badly.”

“Whether or not belive in Fate comes down to one thing: who you blame when something goes wrong. Do you think it's your fault - that if you'd tried better, worked harder, it wouldn't have happened? Or do you just chalk it up to circumstance?I know poeple who'll hear about the people who died, and will say that it was God's will. I know people who'll say it was bad luck. And then there's my personal favorite: They were just in the wrong place at hte wrong time.Then again, you could say the same thing about me, couldn't you?”

“Forgiving isn't something you do for someone else. It's something you do for yourself. It's saying, 'You're not important enough to have a stranglehold on me.' It's saying, 'You don't get to trap me in the past. I am worthy of a future.”