Why did this keep happening? Why her? Perhaps there was some pheromone certain people omitted, perceivable only on a wavelength unique to those individuals who preyed on them.

We feel most alive when we are closest to death.

All statistics have outliers.

Nobody wants to believe that existence carries on without at least taking a stumble from their departure of this world.

Once a flower is picked it immediately begins to die.

If you don't feel the same way about him, if you're just leading him on, you need to tell him that. I've seen too many nice guys get shafted because a girl can't get over some jerk.

Now she knew living was just a brief hiatus, a blip really, in the infinite line of nothingness that composed that shadowy realm of the unknown. It could stop at any time.

When we mated I felt your heart stop beating and it was as if the world had stopped turning. It was only while surrounded by death that I realized I had never felt more alive.

We're all hunters in my family, you know. Deer, ducks…damsels.

That's how it started: a series of small hurts and excuses between two people that built up slowly, widening over time to form a vast and yawning divide.

I woke up to singing and found myself singing too

You exist only because God wills that you exist.

Sometimes you have to give the hurt a noise and let it out. If you don’t, it fills you up with its emptiness.

To teach is to learn twice.

I'm an off-the-charts introvert. To me, being around groups of strangers is exhausting. I've had to sort of train myself to think about two tactics: finding common ground and invoking humor.

no one had experiences any more, only traumas.

I'm just always looking forwards. I spend very little time, looking backwards.

There is something even more valuable to civilization than wisdom, and that is character.

Good counsel rejected returns to enrich the givers bosom.

Whatever poetry that was in me was coming out in the form of constructing art books!