"So you're always honest,"I said."Aren't you?""No,"I told him. "I'm not.""Well, that's good to know, I guess.""I'm not saying I'm a liar,"I told him. He raised his eyebrows. "That's not how I meant it, anyways.""How'd you mean it, then?""I just...I don't always say what I feel.""Why not?""Because the truth sometimes hurts,"I said."Yeah,"he said. "So do lies, though."
"All I'd ever wanted was to forget. but even when I thought I had, pieces had kept emerging, like bits of wood floating up to the surface that only hint at the shipwreck below."
"There comes a time in every life when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your heart."
"Because this is what happens when you try to run from the past. It just doesn’t catch up, it overtakes … blotting out the future."
"There comes a time when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart. So you'd better learn the sound of it. Otherwise you'll never understand what it's saying."
"Don't think or judge, just listen."