I didnt tell him I’d thought of him every day. That even when every other memory had faded, he never left. – Nikki.
Heroes are made by the paths they choose, not the powers they are graced with.
Remembering is easy. It’s forgetting that’s hard.
Heroes don’t exist. And if they did, I wouldn’t be one of them.
Stay with me, Becks. Dream of me. I am ever yours.
Too much math and science isn’t nourishing to the soul.
If you stand off to the side, all mopey and such, without a date, you’ll stick out like a nun at a strip club.
So he earns your undying love by reading a book under a tree?” Cole said dryly. “Why didn’t I ever try that approach? I like books and trees.
I had believed there was no such thing as redemption. I knew now I was wrong. Redemption had not come from grand gestures of dashing bravery. It had not come from successfully completing twelve impossible labors. Instead, redemption transpired from the small, quiet places.
Sometimes, when someone keeps forgiving someone else, it becomes too much.