You were supposed to have hope, right? You were supposed to respect its power and hold on. And so I did. I held, and held, and let hope fill me. But as the days went on, it seemed I could be holding for a long, long time. Hope could be the most powerful thing or the most useless

Because that’s how it works after something terrible has happened. You know this is true if something terrible has ever happened to you. A thousand objects take on new meaning. Everything is a reminder of something else.

It was possible, maybe, to have facts in your mind that weren't facts at all. You could build a whole life's story on false assumptions. You could make truths out of untruths and untruths out of truths. Until you spoke them, really said them out loud or checked for sure, you may not have known which were which.

You look so good," I say, and s***! Oh god, that's not what I meant. S***! "It looks good. The book.

We should not give away a moment to anyone who does not deserve it.

Too often in my life, love has been defined as "humiliation with occasional roses".

Maybe sometimes you just feel like everything can be taken from you all at once.