Oh, Sweetie. No one ever gets through their TBR list. For every book you finish, you'll add five more. That's just the way it works.

An opinion isn't right or wrong. It's your interpretation of a subject or a situation. You can't be f......g wrong!"So, if I look at the sky and have the opinion that the clouds are pink, I'm right?""Yes! Because it's an opinion, not a fact, and maybe to you, the clouds are pink because you're nuts. An opinion doesn't need to be true for anyone else in the world but you. Stop trying to f.....g please everyone and just say what you think.

Loneliness is like a big, empty room inside you that echoes with the sounds of the life you're not living.

If I don’t really try, I can’t really fail, right?

Sometimes fate is what you make it, and I'm making my life with you.

But this kiss? It's ruined me. This is the type of kiss I never knew existed. It's like falling and flying, all in the same moment.

There’s only so much you can watch someone sacrifice before you realize they’re changing who they are for you, and not in a good way.

He stops and turns to me. “Do you think people would stare if I threw you over my shoulder? Because I really want to do that. Then I can ogle your ass and just run.” The look in his eye is a little manic. For a second, I think he’s going to do it. Then he spies the heavily armed security officer a few feet away. “Excuse me, sir?” he says, and the guard looks at him. “Would it be acceptable to carry my girlfriend like a sack of potatoes in order to get out of here quicker and make sweet love to her?” The guard’s mouth moves, but he resists smiling. “No, sir, that would not be acceptable.” “Piggyback?” “Nope.” “Put her on a trolley?” “No.” “You’re no fun.” “So my wife keeps telling me.