Love and Other Unknown Variables

Brighton goes through English teachers like Hogwarts devours Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers.

Charlotte
told me that afternoon. It sucked, but we weren’t as close then, so it
didn’t suck as much. I didn’t know then, you know?”
“Know what?”
“What it meant to have a friend—that having a friend would
change me, make me a better person—make me more real. How
was I to know?

How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love?” —Albert Einstein

I'll either find a way or make one.

In other words, it doesn’t matter where I begin. It doesn’t change the end.

In the olden days, people thought time was a constant. It could not be slowed or sped up. Time was time, and no man could move it. Then Einstein said, Bullshit.

In the olden days, people thought time was a constant. It could not be slowed or sped up. Time was time, and no man could move it. Then Einstein said, Bullshit. Okay, he didn’t say that. What he said was E = mc2. Simply put: time is fluid. The faster your world spins out of control, the slower time crawls. The more time you need, the less you’re sure to get. It’s all relative.

It doesn't take much hope to infect a person. Hope is worse than vampire venom. It takes hold and changes a person. Fast.

It's mathematically impossible to reach infinity. Every step toward it gets us no closer. In the end, all we've done is move farther from where we bagan.

It what looks like the facts of the matter are conflicting with your feelings, then you need more information before deciding.

Lifelines aren’t lines at all. They’re more like circles.
It’s safe to start anywhere and the story will curve its way back to the starting point. Eventually.
In other words, it doesn’t matter where I begin. It doesn’t change the end.

Perception is a powerful tool.

Please don't confuse love and logic ... They aren't even remotely related.

Scientifically, I know beginnings don’t exist. The world is made of energy, which is neither created nor destroyed. Everything she is was here before me. Everything she was will remain. Her existence touches both my past and my future at one point—infinity. Lifelines aren’t lines at all. They’re more like circles. It’s safe to start anywhere and the story will curve its way back to the starting point. Eventually. In other words, it doesn’t matter where I begin. It doesn’t change the end.

Scientifically, I know beginnings don't exist. The world is made of energy, which is neither created or destroyed. Everything she is was here before me. Everything she was will remain. Her existence touches both my past and my future at one point- infinity.
Lifelines aren't lines at all. They are more like circles.
Its safe to start anywhere and the story will curve its way back to the starting point. Eventually.
In other words, it doesn't matter where I begin. It doesn't change the end.

Simply put: time is fluid. The faster your world spins out of control, the slower timer crawls. The more time you need, the less you're sure to get. It's all relative

Sometimes life is like that, you know. It smacks
us when we’re down. The brave get back up. At least, they do in the
books.

The thought of kissing Charlotte again makes me feel like I’m being sucked away into the vacuum of space. Which, if you’re wondering, is painful and scary and leaves me almost breathless.

What are we supposed to do now?" "Be brave," she whispers