All people have the ability to be a monster, some choose not to be that way.

I’d learned that loving someone, being in love with someone, and being dependent upon someone are three separate things.

He’s the boy who smokes Marlboro cigarettes and I’m the girl who makes theater puppets. Dreams and ashes – two things in the universe that should never meet because they are opposites, right?

I never really wanted to die. But I followed through anyway. The pain in my heart was excruciating, and death was beautiful.

Dying would be normal for me, and one day, I'd be buried beneath a stone, and nothing would matter anymore. It'd be ordinary, like life. And that terrified me, endlessly.

You Just scared me half to death," I said."You should be thrilled you're halfway there.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and bit her bottom lip. I found it to be such an erotic gesture that it aroused me. My eyes began making love to her in the dark. Unseen hands passed over her curves, quietly descending...trembling at her great beauty. I didn't even know her, but I wanted her. My gaze danced over her every curve, from her nose and lips, to her breasts and hips, surreptitiously. She had no idea of my thoughts. Shadow sex.

Ellie, would you frolic in the land of forever with me?

I've never wanted a heart as much as I want yours.

We are all Romeos looking for our Juliet, but never finding her.