"To have pain and to lose it, to have love and then to lose that too - well, that is what keeps us alive."

It’s hard to explain what even I can not fathom.

"You will be moving forever. You do not have any destination. You think that all the boys you have loved before were stop overs. Probably. But it’s okay. You ain’t be needing a home because you are a ******* grenade.  You are going to explode and all your beautiful flaws appears one at a time. Do not worry about the damage you’ll cause. Because it will be beautiful, too. Believe me. It will be ******* breathtaking. After the explosion, you might be moving again. But the casualty, he will ******* move for you. He will ******* move with you. You will ******* move together. And he will be a grenade, too. Both of you will explode, bringing out the best of both."

"I’ve been thinking about it, too. And I really don’t think that it’s infatuation. Because people like us will never be infatuated. We can only feel three things; first, we don’t care at all. Second, Attraction. Third, Love, that is so deep he might drown."