This is what love does: It makes you want to rewrite the world. It makes you want to choose the characters, build the scenery, guide the plot. The person you love sits across from you, and you want to do everything in your power to make it possible, endlessly possible. And when it’s just the two of you, alone in a room, you can pretend that this is how it is, this is how it will be.

You have to believe there are kisses and laughs and risks worth taking.

This is not something insignificant. This is real. This is happening, and this is ours.

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

People are always separable.

When you need to hold onto something, you should. Whatever gets you through, take it.

Let’s always love each other, and never be in love with each other.