It's not that girls are delusional, per se. It's just that they have this subtle ability to warp actual circumstances into something different.

How do you mourn something that never really belonged to you?

That's the thing about freewill: Every decision we make is a choice against something as much as it is for something else.

[...] you're willing to look past things and to give people second chances. But the thing is, Rose, some people don't deserve them.

They died together; they'll always be remembered together. It's decided, once and for all. He was hers. The rumors don't matter; they'll fade...People may remember it was suicide, but my name won't be attached. It will just be two lovers, fused together forever.

...epic, epic love is not about having someone. It's about being willing to give them up. It's sacrifice. It's my mom's theater tickets stuffed down at the bottom of her jewelry box. It's Noah and August. It's my sister and Annabelle. It's Jordan and his mom, the truth he reserves to protect her. And see, that's the thing I didn't understand. The thing no one tells you. That just because you find love doesn't mean it's yours to keep. Love never belongs to you. It belongs to the universe.