The words were no sooner out than she realized that she didn’t mean them at all.

You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day
you are going to find yourself again. 

“Life has been some combination of fairy-tale coincidence and joie de vivre and shocks of beauty together with some hurtful self-questioning.

I am made and remade continually. Different people draw different words from me.

Now I know I’ve got a heart, because it’s breaking.

I laugh, I love, I hope, I try, 
I hurt, I need, I fear, I cry. 
And I know you do the same things too, 
So we’re really not that different, me and you.

If we can’t have in-depth and intellectually stimulating conversations about the films I’ve been watching then you ain’t the one.