“Some promises are lies we never meant to tell.”

“For a moment in time, a man knew me for who I was and, without reservation, loved me for who I was. How can I now live knowing no one will ever see me again in such a perfect light? Hear me as I wish to be heard? Love me as [he] loved me?”

“If you find a way to write with open heart to Diary, a friend with Truth, no detail spared, your tome like Petrarch’s works will contain the scattered fragments of your soul.”

“Am I pretty? I must be, I thought, for all girls in love are pretty.”

“For men love what they cannot have, and hate what they cannot control.”

“Remember some books are meant to be tasted, some books are meant to be chewed and, finally, some books are meant to be swallowed whole.”

“...My friend, there are some things that I cannot tell you. Some I will tell you in time; some, others will tell you; some you may never know, or you may be the first to find the answers.”