"One of the hardest things you will ever have to do my dear is grieve the loss of a person who is still alive."

"Maybe falling in love again won’t fix your heart, darling,” he said, cupping her cheek, slowly moving his thumb across her soft skin in circles, “maybe you need to fall in love with the little things first. Fall in love with moments and seconds and seasons, with objects and sunsets and rain and the moon. Fall in love with fictional characters and the smell of a new book, fall in love with coming home after a long day and pouring yourself a hot cup of coffee. Fall in love with yourself, your freckles, your waist, your smile, that dimple on your cheek. And whenever you’re ready, fall in love with me."

"And in the end, we were all just humans… Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness."

"I used to be a hopeless romantic.I used to love unconditionally. Since you’ve been gone, I live on terms and conditions."