I was a hypocrite. When the roof came down, it was going to fall on me first.

I am wicked in many ways.

Sometimes it’s the mistakes that turn out to be the
best parts of life,

This is the real way a friendship ends. Not with some huge screaming row, but with a gradual withdrawal. You’d think it would be less painful this way.

What matters is what we do with the life we have.

A good dream was something you clung to until the last moment before waking.