Life isn't a book. There's no guarantee of a happy ending.

Pain was good. If I hurt, it meant I wasn't dead.

It's a little hard not to worry when my best friend keeps on dying.

Choose battles that you can win without losing your heart and your soul.

I don’t want any of this. I just want to be what I was before you showed up here and all hell broke loose. I want to be popular and dating the hottest guy in school. Now I’m none of those things, and I’m a human who has scary visions and don’t know what to do about any of it.

We all have bad things inside us, and we all choose either to give in to those bad things or to fight them.

When I did finally speak, I surprised myself by saying exactly what was on my mind.
“You must hate me.”She stared a long time at me.I did,” she said slowly, “But it’s mostly myself I hate.”Don’t,” I said.And why the hell shouldn’t I hate myself? Everybody else hates me.