Blood may be thicker than water, but friendship is thicker than both.
It's always nervewracking to put yourself out there. But it's the root of joy.
Time is what keeps things from happening all at once.
Polly was pretty good at dieting, all right, but she was beginning to wonder whether you ever lost the parts of your self that you wanted to lose.
How many times could you give up on someone you loved?
She must have sensed she never really had him. That was a sadness of hers, he knew.