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.

I sometimes think the stronger you feel about someone, the harder it is to picture their face when you are away from them.

Parents were the only ones obligated to love you; from the rest of the world you had to earn it.

Don't talk to me. I'm tired and grumpy and I'll probably make fun of you.

You thought you had the choice to stay still or move forward, but your didn't. As long as your heart kept pumping an your blood kept blowing and your lungs kept filling, you didn't. The pang she felt for Tibby carried something like envy. You couldn't stand still for anything short of death, and God knew she had tried.

Love who you love while you have them. That's all you can do. Let them go when you must. If you know how to love, you'll never run out.

A part of her wanted to tell him she still loved him, and that even though this love was hopeless and long over, it still consumed her year after year. It was a tangled hairball of feelings and she couldn't pull forth any one strand.