I must keep my head and not give in to desire, for desire is what causes women to drown.

You have to choose the voice you are going to trust. You can't listen to everyone.

Jill told me that when you're really in love, you know right away. I'm not exactly sure how this happens. Is it like a flash of lightning? Like an angel tapping you on the shoulder? Or is it similar to choosing a puppy? You think you're picking the cutest one, but really you wind up going home with the one who keeps insisting on climbing into your lap.

This was what it meant to be human, to know that time moved and all things changed.

I hate it when people tell me the end of the story because my mother always read the last page of a novel first to see whether she wanted to read it. It was a strange reading habit.

Sometimes words drew blood, they cut your tongue, they made you know things you couldn't unknow.

I never even believed in happiness. I didn't think it existed. Now look at me. I'm ready to believe in just about anything.