“Some things are meant to be broken. Imperfect. Chaotic.”

“It's just that...I just think that some things are meant to be broken. Imperfect. Chaotic. It's the universe's way of providing contrast, you know? There have to be a few holes in the road. It's how life is.”

“I just think that some things are meant to be broken, imperfect, chaotic. It's the universe's way of providing contrast, ya know? [...] If everything was always smooth and perfect, you'd get too used to that. You have to have a little bit of disorganization now and then, otherwise, you'll never really enjoy it when things go right.”

“It's not that I believe everything happens for a reason,' she said. 'It's just that... I just think that some things are meant to be broken. Imperfect. Chaotic. It's the universe's way of providing contrast, you know? There have to be a few holes in the road. It's how life is'... 'But if everything was always smooth and perfect,' she continued,'you'd get too used to that, you know? You have to have a little bit of disorganization now and then. Otherwise, you'll never really enjoy it when things go right. '~Delia, pg 93 and 94”

“The way I see it," she continued, "is that some things are just meant to be theway they are.”

“Grieving doesn't make you imperfect. It makes you human.”

“I meant what I said to you. I wasn't playing some kind of summer game. Everything I said was true, from the first day. EVERY GODDAMN WORD.”