To return to the city of one's birth always felt like retreat. - Gabrielle Zevin

Sorry but nothing of much importance ever happened to me...I'm just a girl who forgot to look both ways before crossing the street.

He has read enough to know there are no collections where each story is perfect. Some hits. Some misses. If you're lucky, a standout. And in the end, people only really remember the standouts anyway, and they don't remember those for very long.

Love you madly, my sweet friend. Love you madly. The way to turn an ex-lover into a friend is to never stop loving them, to know that when one phase of a relationship ends it can transform into something else. It is to acknowledge that love is both a constant and a variable at the same time.