she never showed girly weaknesses like cellulite or crushes. she never lingered on injustices committed against her.

What you leave behind is the people you loved. You leave yourself in them.

I love the idea of fictional worlds kind of all cohering in some way.

All my life, everybody has seen me a certain way. What do you see?

I'm writing this down, because it is going to be hard for me to say it. Because this is probably our last time just us. See, I can write that down, but I don't think I can say it. I'm not doing this to say goodbye, though I know that has to be part of it. I'm doing it to thank you for all we have had and done and been for one another, to say I love you for making this life of mine what it is. Leaving you is the hardest thing I have to do. But the thing is, the best parts of me are in you, all three of you. You are who I am, and what I cherish in myself stays on in you.

At the worst possible moment, the most painful, darkest moment when you can't take it anymore and you are afraid, that is when a feeling of peace and comfort will come over you, and it's like nothing you've ever felt.

All the things she planned to feel, the way she planned to look and seem, the appropriate things she planned to say. None of them came to pass.