“I spent my life folded between the pages of books. In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters. I lived love and loss through stories threaded in history; I ex...”

“All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with my hands but with my heart.”

“I'm oxygen and he's dying to breathe.”

“I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind o...”

“Books are easily destroyed. But words will live as long as people can remember them.”

“And he leans in, so carefully. Breathing and not breathing and hearts beating between us and he’s so close, he’s so close and I can’t feel my legs anymore. I can’t feel my fingers or the col...”

“His gaze lingers along the lines of my body, long enough to strike a match to the lighter fluid flowing in my veins. I ignite.”

“I am nothing more than the consequence of catastrophe.”

“Hope. It's like a drop of honey, a field of tulips blooming in the springtime. It's a fresh rain, a whispered promise, a cloudless sky, the perfect punctuation mark at the end of a sentence....”