Tibby cried into her soup when it finally came. "I'm scared... ," she told it. The carrots and peas made no reply, but she felt better for having told them.

She used to cry roughly three times a year. Now she seemed to cry three times before breakfast. Could that be considered progress?

A lot of friendship is about practice, that’s something I’ve learned as I’ve gotten older. It’s not simply some spiritual soul-bond of memories and longings, it’s really about having coffee every week, or talking on the phone every day or every other day - whatever suits you.

Please don't judge me too much until you are older and know more things. (Spoken from mother to daughter)

You should find him because he loves you.

It was wrong. But it was worth it.

But like everything else, love changed.