Exactly! We run or we lose ourselves in something, somebody, anything to try and ease our pain.

She was sad about what happened to Kostos. And someplace under that, she was sad that people like Bee and Kostos, who had lost everything, were still open to love, and she, who'd lost nothing, was not.

She existed in her friends; there she was. All the parts of herself she'd forgotten. She knew herself best when she was with them.

Age is not so much a feature of your character, as the spot where you stand for a pretty fleeting time on the arc of your life.

Tibby was shaking her head. "What?" Bailey asked. "Nothing. Just that you suprise me every day," Tibby said. Bailey smiled at her. "I like that you let yourself be suprised.

Life isn't just fair. It's just fairer than death, that's all. -William Goldman

It was like a dream you might have after death in which lost people came back to life, your friends loved you again no matter what you had done, and your failures were unaccountably forgiven.