I wasn't surprised to find myself in the back of Mr. Klein's store, wearing only my undershirt and panties, surrounded by sable.

A blind man can see how much I love you

Marriage is not a ritual or an end. It is a long, intricate, intimate dance together and nothing matters more than your own sense of balance and your choice of partner.

The past is a candle at great distance: too close to let you quit, too far to comfort you.

You are imperfect, permanently and inevitably flawed. And you are beautiful.

And sometimes we cling because the memory is so painful that we can't stop visiting it and hoping to make it come out differently. The risk of letting go is that we have to confront our own selves and our own possibilities.

You cannot fake effort; talent is great, but perseverance is necessary.