Truth was funny, because it was an insistent thing, maybe as powerful and insistent as some force of nature, the push of water or wind. You could keep it out only so long, but it had its own will and its own needs, and maybe you could keep it at bay with lies, but not for long, not for always.

The hurt affects your ability to go forward.

We don't want you convicted for condiment theft. You go to that prison, you'll meet big-time operators. Maple syrup stealers.

I could forget that part, but it had to have been true.

Love can come when you're already who you are, when you're filled with you. Not when you look to someone else to fill the empty space.

An untold story has a weight that can submerge you, sure as a sunken ship at the bottom of the ocean.

No one is ever quite as strong or as weak as you'd think.