Being early meant being on time. Being on time meant being late. But being late was unacceptable.

To all those aspiring writers who dream first and sleep later.

Don't look like you're going to cry all the time." She scowled. "Tears are one of their favourite drinks around here.

Learn how to hurt them so they know how to heal. Sometimes, that’s the only way they’ll listen.

Fun is a part of life, Ebony. If you think it is the blank spaces in our timeline then you are sorely mistaken. It is the key points in our timeline, the marked dates, because they make every hardship we fight to overcome worth it.

She didn’t realize there was such a thing as being too strong too fast. She didn’t realize that even the strongest people could be dangerously close to breaking.

If we tell you even a fraction of our stories, will you still be able to look at us? Or will you only see the scars?

Your perceptiveness however, puts me in a tight spot.”She frowned. “Why? Because I can see through your lies?”“No,” he said quietly. “Because you can see past my false strengths. Even the ones I use to fool myself.

This was a place where dead people breathed.

Will you cower for the rest of your life and let the world run you over?” She grabbed her by the face, her intense eyes only inches away from hers. “Or will you fight for what you want and take this world by storm?