Even if you were green and had a beard and a male appendage between your legs. Even if your eyebrows were orange and you had a mole covering your entire cheek and a nose that poked me in the eye every time I kissed you. Even if you weighed seven hundred pounds and had hair the size of a Doberman under your arms. Even then, I would love you.

Pride is allowed to have an element of worry, especially when you are a mother.

It's goodbye to some things. And hello to others.

Maybe, it's not the distance that's the problem, but how you handle it.

This is my life, I think. I am an accumulation of objects.

We didn't believe in fate, but we believed in serendipity. We felt very lucky.

Feeling someone else's anger is bad; being left alone is worse.