His reply offers infinite solace in a single word. Always.

But the world moves on, even when you don't want it to, even when change feels like the end of everything. It never stops.

It’s what you do that counts, not what you consider doing.

With a polite smile, I decided she was insane.

I know you have bad news,” I say softly. “I’m ready for it.” But that’s not true. One is never ready. You just lie and say you are and hope you can take the hit on the chin without going down.

I think people can be trusted to know what makes them unhappy. Maybe we don't always know what we want exactly, but we can usually say what we don't with a fair amount of specificity.

For love to flourish there has to be trust. Promises don’t matter as much as personal choice.