• “Like, each of us starts out as a watertight vessel. And these things happen— these people leave us, or don’t love us, or don’t get us, or we don’t get them, and we lose and fail and hurt one another. And the vessel cracks open in places. And I mean, yeah, once the vessel cracks open, the end becomes inevitable. But there is all this time between when the cracks start to open up and we finally fall apart. And it’s only in that time that we can see one another, because we see out of ourselves through the cracks and into others through theirs. When did we see each other face-to-face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that, we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade but never seeing inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out.” - John Green
• “If the freedom of speech is taken away then dumb and silent we may be led, like sheep to the slaughter.” - George Washington
• "It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything" - Chuck Palahniuk(Tyler on Fight Club)
• “In love relationships there is a fine line between pleasure and pain. In fact it is a common belief that a relationship without pain is a relationship not worth having. To some pain implies growth. But how do we know when the growing pains stop and the pain pains begin? Are we masochists or optimists if we continue to walk that fine line?”

Hermione looked back at Draco. He was staring at her. The Malfoys had undoubtedly noticed Hermione’s small party gazing at them. She locked eyes with him for a moment less than a second. The second hovered in midair, summoning distant, violent memories. She understood his strange expression in one. His grey eyes rounded in longing, anger, jealousy, hatred, love – his pale face could get no paler, she knew this; perhaps it was her own world collapsing. Was she really running towards him? Was he really taking her in his arms, were they really touching, kissing, for the first time in years, right there, on the platform, amidst family, friends and the universe, was he telling her he loved her, were they abandoning everyone, were they out of the platform, away from the station and on their way to some secret place of desire and understanding Hermione looked away from him. His curious eyes had shifted on to Hugo and there his gaze lingered. Her heart skipped a beat, but Draco merely nodded curtly and turned away again.