The quickest path to self-destruction is to push away the people you love.

We all remember people the way we want to remember them.

This is called ‘Black Box’, for the girl who holds the key to mine.

You'll always be the deepest scar on my heart.

We may only ever have one great, passionate love, but sometimes it’s best to leave that kind of love in the past. A love like that can’t last forever.

You’re one tough egg to crack. You know that? You’re like a Kinder egg wrapped inside a mystery wrapped inside an enigma.

Then maybe you’ll believe me when I say…you’re pretty fucking special, Laney Hill.

Eventually, you're gonna have to let someone in.

Forgiveness is a gift you give yourself.

Because sometimes you have to suffer without the things you want now so you can have everything you need later.

I don’t believe in coincidence or fateBut I know one thing for sureYour face was meant to beBurned into the deepest reachesOf my blackest memories.

It’s not our mistakes that define us. It’s the lessons we learn that show our true character.

Once you see the good in someone, it’s hard not to notice the good in everyone.

There are moments in life, and they happen so infrequently that they tend to really stand out, when life hands you the gift of perspective. Sometimes, we forget to show our appreciation. Sometimes, we get our priorities mixed up. And, sometimes, we forget how far we’ve come. But life always has a way of nudging you to remind you about these important things.

Where we love is home

Sometimes you forget how much you love someone, until you realize their smile is like a spotlight shined on your heart.

You never know you're making a mistake until it's too late. Sometimes we know we're taking a risk, but we always hope for the best. We hope that our mistakes will be forgiven, or at least forgotten. We hope that our mistakes will teach us something. Sometimes, unfortunately, mistakes are just mistakes that can't be undone or forgotten.

My comebacks aren't nearly as sharp as my shiv. Come inside and I'll show you.

How can you love someone who doesn't think they deserve to be loved?

Are you going to give her gonorrhea too, or was that gift just for me?

I don’t know how long we stand there holding each other. It could be ten minutes, an hour, or a day. All I know is that when I finally let go, I can breathe. I can rest. I can live knowing that my baby girl is happy. Knowing that she felt my love.

I guess that’s the way secrets are. They’re only heavy when you’re holding them. As soon as you let go, the significance of keeping those secrets hidden blows away and everything falls into place.

Then, she let it go.

Sometimes letting someone go is the ultimate act of love.