You’ve changed me forever. And I’ll never forget you.

Live your life. Be happy as you can be, let go of the things that don't matter, and fight.

You think you walk, Lucy? I think you fly. You see yourself in a uniform? I see you in a cape. You're a hero, of the quietest but most genuine nature.

Every day you say something or do something that challenges me, changes me.

I always wondered if they’d change you.

I love you beyond paint, beyond melodies, beyond words. And I hope you will always feel that, even when I'm not around to tell you so.

It was dark, so I couldn't make out much of her face, but she had brilliant red hair, like honey and roses and the sun altogether.

We know you're strong, but accepting help is its own kind of strength.

I will never forget your fire. I can't wait to see what you do.

Hey I'm sorry about the other day. Didn't mean to give you a hard time, I ---" He held up his hands. "It's no problem. And I didn't mean to be pushy. But i've seen a lot of people let the bad around them make them hard or stubborn. In the end, they miss the chance to make their world bette because they only see the worst in it." There was still something about the tone of his voice and his features that made me feel like I knew him. "I know what you mean." I shook my head. "I don't want to be like that. But I get so angry. Sometimes I feel like I know too much, or that I've done things I can't make right, and it just hovers over me. And when I see things happen that shouldn't..." "You don't know what to do with yourself." "Exactly." He nodded. "Well, I'd start by thinking about what's good. Then I'd ask myself how I could make that good even better." I laughed. "That doesn't make sense."He stood. "You just think about it a little.

I hope you find someone you can't live without.I really do. And I hope you never have to know what it's like to have to try and live without them.

I wanted everything from and everything for him, because I wanted every piece of him.

I worked, and I was excited about the next time the five of us had a joint class. When that time came, Silvia started by asking us what we were passionate about. I scribbled down my family, music, and then, as if the word demanded to be written, justice.

It's hard to get a hug wrong.

I know there was a time, when our country was new, when the assignment of these numbers helped organize something that was on the brink of not existing. But we are no longer that country. We are so much more now.

You have to embrace the idea of imperfection, even in the thing that is most perfect for you.

Luck was fine and well, but I didn't need it. I had a plan.

It was a delicious feeling, falling in love. I'd had so many luxuries in my life, and I thought I'd had a taste of this before, but I realized now it was merely a cheap imitation of something not meant to be imitated in the first place.

And when he broke, it was a miracle he managed to find all the pieces of himself again.

That's why you can't give up. Heroes don't give up.

She wanted to be herself at all costs.