Is anyone human actually normal? I'm beginning to think being normal is actually abnormal.

Does she realize she looks like a sunflower, ready to rain sunlight on all who look down upon her?

But wishes are only granted in fairy tales.

Look at me, chica." When she does, I repeat, "Eres hermosa." "What does it mean?" "You're beautiful.

One of the things that makes me who I am is the loyalty I have to people I hold close to my heart.

I don't belong here. It doesn't matter, because even if I don't belong in this place, she's here and I want to be where she is.

You know about fixing cars, you're athletic, and you know when to shut up." "That last one isn't a skill." "Honey, trust me. It's a skill.

You’re dangerous,” he says. “Why?” “Because you make me believe in the impossible

being afraid to take chances is scarier than actually doing things that challenge you.

Expectations make people miserable, so whatever yours are, lower them. You'll definitely be happier.

You are the one girl that made me risk eveything for a future worth having.

Character is what a man is in the dark

I've always admired people who give accurate directions, and the tribe is small.

And now I'm right back where I started. Sober and miserable.

Love's a thin Diet, nor will keep out Cold.

It's nice to have material things but they're very superficial aren't they?

People do not change when you tell them they should; they change when they tell themselves they must.

Life is a sexually transmitted disease.

It's important to give back to people.

Math and music are intimately related. Not necessarily on a conscious level, but sure.

We have a natural right to make use of our pens as of our tongue, at our peril, risk and hazard.