When I turned fifteen, I remember my father gave me a credit card which I was allowed to use for two things: emergencies and books.

Time is what keeps things from happening all at once.

I always interpret coincidences as little clues to our destiny

She knew whose love she doubted. It wasn't her parents' and it wasn't her friends: It was her own.

She wondered again about her inclination to wish for things that made her so deeply unhappy.

You surround yourself with your pain or you avoid it and let it find you when you are trying to do other things

You thought you had the choice to stay still or move forward, but your didn't. As long as your heart kept pumping an your blood kept blowing and your lungs kept filling, you didn't. The pang she felt for Tibby carried something like envy. You couldn't stand still for anything short of death, and God knew she had tried.