...but now the worst crime was pretending to be something you were not.

Anyway, the sort of love that will not wait is probably best to pass by

Feel lucky for what you have when you have it. Isn't that the point? Happily ever after doesn't mean happy forever. The ever after, what precisely was that? Your dreams, your life, your death, your everything. Was it the blank space that went on without us? The forever after we were gone?

The more you feel, the stronger you are.

I don't really read as much as I used to. A lot of what I was looking for as an escape I find in writing. And the other thing is that I don't want to get into someone else's language when I'm working

The moon is always jealous of the heat of the day, just as the sun always longs for something dark and deep.

The sisters were glad to be together. They had the easy sort of relationship where they didn't have to speak to be understood.