If we truly detach from our childhood and abandon our inherent romanticism, then we shred any bit of humanity left in us.

And when whatever happened in that barn happened, it was a moment I’ll never forget. Like a missing key slid into a dusty old lock. Click. My world opened.

He’s hurting and it’s not just the Quinn thing. It’s being away from you and wondering if you’re hurting, too. Or if you’re having too much fun to hurt. What he really needed was to...

I recognized Meg’s swirly handwriting and crooked my index finger into the side of the envelope to rip it open. There was no letter. Just a picture. A picture of Meg holding a picture of...

I went outside and discovered that nighttime is for lovers.

But first I had to get through the ironing. It took a lot of patience. I had none. It took forever, and then I had to press the whole shirt again to get out the...

I just read this great quote by Junot Diaz, he was talking about true intimacy, and he was saying that it was the willingness to be vulnerable and to be found out. That’s what I...

I have never been reduced to begging somebody to leave me alone, but in your case I’ll make an exception.

I like that girl more than I can remember likin’ anything in my life. I’m not about to give her up. I’ll start carin’ about what other people think when I’m six feet under.

Nick‘s eyes widened as a total state of befuddled huh possessed him. Was he in theTwilight Zone?

If you always try to measure yourself withmoney… well, it’s like counting backwards, the more youkeep on, the less you’ll have to show for it.

All our good and bad memories—they were like our B-side diaries. They were like those songs on old dusty punk albums that no one listened to anymore.

Couples swayed and embraced to the beat as the singer’s vocals soared above a group of confused teenagers and twenty-something’s.

Funny. You like it when I scream? Yet you cover my mouth!” I laughed then winced.

Some justice, though did not deal with kindheartedness or good feeling toward others. No, justice had a darker side, a gray area where it mingled alongside vengeance, and only the wise and pure of heart...

I’m beginning to think that if you’re going to have a role model you should probably pick someone who’s already dead so they can’t disappoint you.

New rules—we needed new rules. No one opens the main doors but me. No one leaves the property without me. No one goes outside without letting me know. I had these horrible images in my...

On the best nights, he’d appear outside the bookstore window and wait for me to unlock the door. He usually hadn’t had time to shower between doing things with cattle and horses and coming to...

Rule number 2 – don’t listen to me!” Arriane laughed, “I’m certifiably insane!

Her heart fluttered. It had only been a few hours, but it felt like a lifetime since she saw him last. She seriously felt addicted to that boy.

Tod’s pale brows arched halfway up his forehead, and he looked suddenly, achingly wistful. “She knows not what she says…”Maybe not. But I was starting to get a pretty good idea…

A text pops up on the screen. It’s from Luis. I can’t help but grin when I read his perfectly thought-out message.Luis: Hey

There’s only one of him, she thought, and he’s right here.He knows I’ll like a song before I’ve heard it. He laughs before I even get to the punch line. There’s a place on his...

Faith is not just thinking you can do things, but believing god can handle all things!

It’s too dangerous…I would never be able to forgive myself if something happened to him. I wouldn’t be able to bare it. Forgiveness would be out of the question; beyond my ability. I would never...

Christopher was wearing a suit and adorned make-up. As long as I had known him, he never wore a suit or make-up. The look of him defenseless to his appearance saddened me.

Hate did not give way to heroism.

I had good intentions once upon a time. Well, September.

How many times can a heart be shattered and still be pieced back together? How many times before the damage is irreparable?

This is the time and these are the people and I’d give my right arm to be a light, a comfort, to them. I know you would, too. In whatever form it takes. Use these...

This one is for our crew, but it’s also for all the weird girls and word nerds, for all the in-the-middle wickeds and queers and misfits and hell-raisers.

Marika could feel herself cocking the trigger of a loaded gun and pointing it at herself, because the truth could be too shocking a revelation, something that would shake their lives to the core… but...

We both knew the place we were at and what that meant. We both felt the regret and the loss. We both knew that without me, none of it would have been possible. Without me,...

My little sister, Prim, curled up on her side, cocooned in my mother’s body, their cheeks pressed together. In sleep, my mother looks younger, still worn but not so beaten-down. Prim’s face is as fresh...

When she wraps her arms around my neck, all I want to do is protect this girl for the rest of my life.

This girl, this impossibly sweet girl, was his present and his future, despite his past. Fate had to be smiling at him. He couldn’t imagine life without this dark haired beauty. Those beautiful hazel eyes...

She affected me, even when she was absent.

Creativity is the catalyst to the future.

I think we’re moving at the pace we were set to move in. That, not everyone lives to the same expectations in life and love. And we can only hope that the love we feel...

The butterflies swirl again in Sera’s stomach. Perhaps they have brought along fireflies too, to light up her soul.

Respect the dead, learn from them, do not follow or avenge them.

If we keep punishing people for what their parents or their ancestors have done, the world as a whole can never move forward. Society will never grow.

And we want to understand them better.

All of the emotions that hit people at times like these, all of them, were coursing through us both like a secret we couldn’t tell. Because if we said everything we were thinking and feeling...

As I was escorted outside by the officers, my friends looked back at me with blank expressions. I don’t think they knew what to say to me. I had lied to them about my home...

I had shaved my beard for her-a huge disappointment, because I’d enjoyed my three weeks looking like a bank robber.

Reading is fuel for the brain. Writing is fuel for the spirit…

Das Blau in seinem Blick multiplizierte und intensivierte sich, während er sich weiter zu mir vorlehnte. Irrtum, bemerkte ich: Ich zog ihn näher.

Three things Marco taught me today race through my mind: boys will lie to your face just to have sex with you, don’t trust any boy who says I love you, and never date a...

I started picturing Rens smiling face, the warmth of his touch, the slight curl of his lip before he kissed me. Every happy memory came rushing back through the blackness illuminating it in brilliant color.