. . . and I don’t expect him to suborn his life into mine any more than I would change my dreams for him. We’re not one soul, one being, however much we love each other.

I’m as forgiving as the wall you hit at two hundred kilometers an hour.

Men always want to be remembered whereas women realize that requires being dead.

Show, not tell, right? Action, not words. You don’t want to hear how sorry I am or how things will be different this time. You want to see it with your own eyes. And until I can show you that, you won’t tell me what I want to hear.

Maybe I was just one of those people who couldn't rest easy unless things went catastrophically wrong.

Now I know there are ways to belong to someone that don’t take anything away. A relationship shouldn’t impose limits—and if it does, then it’s wrong. A lover should help you exceed your potential, not clip your wings.

Most people weren’t aware enough to fear the things that could really hurt them.