Happy Birthday Jennifer Rush!

You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you don't trust enough.

What color would you use?

That’s what hope was. Clinging to something you weren’t sure would ever be yours. But you had to hold on anyway, because without it, what was the point?

You're the only person I trust. That's not something to waste.

Evan's like...he's a raindrop and Nick is the sea.

That's what hope was. Clinging to something you weren't sure would ever be yours. But you had to hold on anyway, because without it, what was the point?

And hope, if it had a scent, would smell like spring, like rain, like something new and alive. Like Nick.

Hope is a waking dream.' I let the words echo in my head. The quote reminded me of that feeling you get when you start to wake from a dream you don't want to leave. That crushing sensation in the center of your chest, like you are losing an important piece of yourself you won't ever get back.

Don’t let them get to you. They have no idea what it’s like to be you. They have no idea the things you went through. The things you’ve seen. They can pretend they know. They can dream up the worst-case scenario, but chances are, it doesn’t even come close. You are stronger than they are.

You seem like a strong-minded young woman. You’re very beautiful, too. I would have been proud to call you my daughter.

It was all so goddamn good. And so goddamn breakable.

You and I are the sum of a void left by the absence of someone we love.

Secrets are powerful, and this was one of the most powerful of all.

Oceans are vast and almost bottomless. You dance in the rain Elizabeth. You drown in the sea.

I have a hard time telling the difference between an old memory and a recent one.