"True love will
triumph in the 
end - which may or may
not be a lie, but if it 
is a lie, then it's the
most beautiful 
lie we have."

(John Green)

"A poem begins as a lump in the throat,
a sense of wrong,
a homesickness,
a lovesickness."

(Robert Frost)

"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all."

(Emily Dickinson)

"Music was my refuge.
I could crawl into the space between the notes
and curl my back to loneliness."

(Maya Angelou)