When I think about the kind of guy I want to marry, I think I might prefer someone who knows where they are going. I mean a prince pretty much has his whole life planned out already, doesn't he? And this is important because I have no idea where I'm going or what I want to do with my life.

Be nice. Funny. Smart. Generous. Kind. Feed your body with good food. Your soul with good friends. And your mind with new things.

Sometimes you can’t find yourself until you’re lost.

He says, "Keats for my Keats. Look inside."
I gently open the cover. Inside, written in pencil,is an old inscription.

1903, To my love.
-S

Underneath is more pencil, written in Brooklyn's neat print.

Even Keats speaks of chaos.
There is nothing stable in the world; uproar's your only music.

All my love,
B

Staying mad is easy. Forgiving someone takes guts.

Life is divine chaos.