I look back on my 20s. It's supposed to be the prime of your life, the most vital, the most beautiful. But you're making your critical decisions and sometimes your most critical mistakes.

Sometimes he felt sure that the key to happiness was a poor memory.

You just have to let people love you in the way they can

I dont really write with the idea of trying to teach any lessons. I want to tell a story as truthfully and engagingly as I can, and then let the chips fall where they may.

She had to have faith not just in trying but in failing. Was she strong enough to fail Was she strong enough not to

For the first time she saw that the nurse's name was Tabitha.

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