She knew that when she got old it would be more fun to look back on a life of romance and adventure than a life of quiet habits. But looking back was easy. It was the doing that was painful. There were plenty of things she would like to look back on but wasn't willing to risk.

She had willed her heart to stay small and contained, but it wouldn’t be. Oh, well.

It's so much easier to have no expectations than to have big ones.

She loved her mother and depended on her mother, and yet every single word her mother said annoyed her.

Sometimes you couldn’t face the sadness of being forgotten until you felt the comfort of being remembered again.

Please believe him. Keep your heart open to him. He can make you happy. He has always loved you, and you once loved him with all your heart.

When I turned fifteen, I remember my father gave me a credit card which I was allowed to use for two things: emergencies and books.