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

A loving soul was always more beautiful over the long haul, but actual prettiness was fleeting.

She wasn’t sure if he wanted more from her or if he wanted less. Maybe it was both. Maybe it was always both.

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.

You should find him because he loves you.

Marnie hated to see her spend so much of herself on someone who didn't care.

She was supposed to be putting her life together right now, and all she could seem to do was throw grenades at it.