I came to the conclusion that unrealized hopes, even small ones, were always wrenching.

What are we after all our dreams, after all our memories?

Dreams are always crushing when they don't come true. But it's the simple dreams that are often the most painful because they seem so personal, so reasonable, so attainable. You're always close enough to touch, but never quite close enough to hold and it's enough to break your heart.

You hope for the success, you dream about it, but you never expect it.

All of sudden, this shooting star went by, and all I could think was that they were listening to us somehow.

It was their secret, a secret meant for just the two of them, and she'd never been able to imagine how it would sound coming from someone else. But, somehow, Logan made it sound just right.