Just because someone hurts you doesn’t mean you can simply stop loving them. It’s not a person’s actions that hurt the most. It’s the love. If there was no love attached to the action, the pain would be a little easier to bear.
In the future… if by some miracle you ever find yourself in the position to fall in love again… fall in love with me.
It stops here. With me and you. It ends with us.
There is no such thing as bad people. We’re all just people who sometimes do bad things.[repeated often in the rest of the book]
You’re only human. And as humans, we can’t expect to shoulder all of our pain. Sometimes we have to share it with the people who love us so we don’t come crashing down from the weight of it all.
Our eyes, locked together, speak more naked truths than our mouths ever have.
Naked truths aren’t always pretty.
Just because we didn’t end up on the same wave, doesn’t mean we aren’t still a part of the same ocean.
I feel like everyone fakes who they really are, when deep down we’re all equal amounts of screwed up. Some of us are just better at hiding it than others.
You can stop swimming now. We finally reached the shore.[to Lily]
Sometimes even grown women need their mother’s comfort so we can just take a break from having to be strong all the time.
Shouldn’t there be more distaste in our mouths for the abusers than for those who continue to love the abusers?
