Life Is Not A Plot; It's In

Love Is Not A Because, It's A No Matter What.

I've Always Sort Of Wondered: If Everyone Else's Opinion Is What Matters, Then Do You Ever Really Have One Of Your Own?

Is It Really Worth Dying For The Person You Love?

Memories Aren't Stored In The Heart Or The Head Or Even The Soul, If You Ask Me, But In The Spaces Between Any Given Two People.

If You Live In Each Other's Pockets Long Enough, You're Related.