“Sometimes when things break, you can hold them together for a while with string or glue or tape. Sometimes, nothing will hold what’s broken, and the pieces fly all over, and though you think you might be able to find them all again, one or two will always be missing. I flew apart. I broke. I shattered like a crystal vase dropped on a concrete floor, and pieces of me scattered all over. Some of them I was glad to see go. Some I never wanted to see again.” ThinkingTwoSometimesMightAbleWantedTogetherBreakPiecesMissingBrokenGladBrokeStringsConcreteTapeCrystalsFlewShatteredGlueVases Author:Megan Hart
“Knowing what you need doesn't always mean you know how to get it, though. I'd spent a long time hiding in my cave. No matter how much I might want to come out into the light, I knew it would hurt my eyes. I was a fool. A fool, but nevertheless too smart not to know I was the architect of my own demise, that it was time to put my past behind me. It was time to stop allowing the white elephants to stand unspoken of in my living room.” KnowsWantNeedsMeanLongMatterLightMightEyePastHurtMy OwnWhiteRoomsBehindsKnow HowKnowingFoolLong TimeSmartAllowingHidingArchitectNeverthelessElephantsCavesLiving RoomMy PastUnspokenDemise Author:Megan Hart
“You know what the best part of the stars is?" "What's that?" "They're the same no matter what sky you're standing under. I mean...yeah, they might move or look like they're in a different place, but they're the same stars." "Yeah? So?" "So even if you're apart from someone you want to be with, you can look up at the stars and know they're looking at the same ones.” IfsKnowsWantLooksMeanDifferentMatterMightMovingStarsSkyStandingNo Matter WhatYeahLook UpDifferent PlaceWant To Be With You Author:Megan Hart
