The story of human intimacy is one of constantly allowing ourselves to see those we love most deeply in a new, more fractured light. Look hard. Risk that.
Cheryl StrayedI could go back in the direction I had come from, or I could go forward in the direction I intended to go.
Cheryl StrayedI was a pebble. I was a leaf. I was the jagged branch of a tree. I was nothing to them and they were everything to me.
Cheryl StrayedOnce I was in a cafe in Portland and the woman at the next table and I began chatting and in the course of our conversation she strongly recommend I visit this web site called 'The Rumpus' so I could read this advice column called 'Dear Sugar.' It was so painful not to tell her that in fact I was Sugar, but I didn't.
Cheryl StrayedWhen you meet a man in the doorway of a Mexican restaurant who later kisses you while explaining that this kiss doesnโt โmean anythingโ because, much as he likes you, he is not interested in having a relationship with you or anyone right now, just laugh and kiss him back. Your daughter will have his sense of humor. Your son will have his eyes.
Cheryl Strayed