“It kills me sometimes, how people die.”

“The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.”

“Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are.”

“It makes me wonder, Do we spend most of our days trying to remember or forget things? Do we spend most of our time running towards or away from our lives? I don't know.”

“As we walk back, it feels like the city is engulfing us. Adrenalin still pours through our veins. Sparks flow through to our fingers. We've still been running in the mornings, but the city's...”

“Time will tell, I suppose, or at least, these pages will.”