Rachel Van Dyken

The past is called the past for a reason. If you are constantly looking behind you, your eyes aren't on the road ahead. You don't drive the car that way, so why should you live your life that way?

It's funny isn't it? People claim to know what love is -- yet the minute they're given the opportunity to prove it -- they bail.

The other thing about moments that are given to us? They__e limited. We don__ get an endless amount. If you miss them, they__e gone. Time machines don__ exist; you can__ go back and fix what__ been broken.

If God meant for us to carry baggage around, he would have made our skin have little pouches like kangaroos. Or maybe he would have just made it so that each and every one of us were born with huge- ass shoulders to carry the load. Clearly, we weren__ made to carry the weight of the world, kinda makes you wonder why we do it anyway, huh?

I love you. If you remember nothing else for the rest of your life, if you fall and hit your head and can__ remember my name, if you get so sick you__e unrecognizable, if you hate me, if you__e on your deathbed and can__ manage to even lift a finger _ remember this. I. Love. You. Always. Forever. Eternally. Is that kind of love something you can handle, Saylor?

uh, yeah, I love...worms" Classic. Someone should record the gold that flows from my mouth.

You may be my new princess. But your mama is my queen.

How could I let a love go _ one I__ been holding onto for so long _ one that felt like home? It__ not easy to let go of the pieces, even though they__e the reason for my pain. I gripped them so hard that my blood fell like rain. But nothing, nothing could have prepared me for a new life with you _ one I didn__ deserve, one I want to pursue.

I was planning on giving them the sun and stars as well. It's kind of a package deal; therefore, the moon is for lovers. The stars are for partners. The sun ... for best friends.

Music without passion is merely noise. A life without passion? You may as well be dead.

Sometimes by holding onto what you love the most _ you end up choking the very life from the thing you want to keep on living. It__ possible to try too hard, to love something so deeply that you lose yourself. The danger is never in loving someone _ but losing your identity in the process. Because what happens when tragedy strikes? You__e left an empty shell. You__e left with nothing.

If I could take away his pain_ If there was a way to transfer it from his soul onto mine. I would take it. Without hesitation I would take it all. Maybe that__ how you know you love someone. When you actually feel each tear they cry as if they were your own. When you feel each cut, each bruise, each hit as if you__e the one suffering. I bled for him.& in turn, he bled for her.Funny, how life comes full circle

That's stupid." I laughed into his chest. "Boys can't save girls." "You're right." He kissed my temple. "It's the other way around.

If life was perfect,how in the hell would v evr learn to depend on someone other dn ourselves?If anything,dt__ wat life__ taught me.D need to b perfect is stemmed in d very belief dt it__ actually something v cn achieve.Self-actualization __oesn__ exist.___oes dt mean v don__ try then?_ __o._ __t just means wen u reach end of ur rope,u shdn__ regret a damn thing,bt applaud urself for trying impossible

In the end_ he would choose Campisi.In the end_ she would choose Abandonato.In the end_ there would be bloodshed.

Gabe held my face between his hands. __hat you two have _ it__ a once in a lifetime _ you fight for him, sweetheart. Fight for him with every last breath. No regrets, okay?

Watching someone you love go through difficult times is like being trapped in your own body but paralyzed. You want to yell at them, scream, help them, but your body won__ move, and you know that no matter how hard you try, in the end, the path is theirs to choose. You can__ choose for them. What a terrifying concept, especially considering we hardly see every option when we__e stuck in our own self-defeat.

Time was the most precious thing in the world to me, and I__ just given her all of it. Because I was falling for her. Because I cared for her. Because I wanted to give her something to remember me by, even if it would eventually fade like its namesake. Time_ what an absolute horror-inducing word