Everything I ever said to you was true and is true.

I’m sorry you asked me out, otherwise maybe I could have liked you.

He'd pushed her. He'd scared her. He'd besieged her. He'd vowed he wouldn't, and he did.

The word friends doesn't seem to stretch big enough to describe how we feel about each other. We forget where one of us starts and the other one stops.

It was frustrating when people loved you and took an interest in you and sometimes worried about you and personally cared what you did with yourself. Lena wished that love were something you could flip on and off. You could turn it on when you felt good bout yourself and worthy of it and generous enough to return it. You could clip it off when you needed to hide or self-destruct and had nothing at all to give." (Lena, 194)

some people fall in love over and over again while some people can only do it once.

A tree is such a rich metaphor in a million beautiful ways. You can consider a tree growing and consider its connectedness to all things above and under the ground.