A person could leave you so quickly. So much history and time and memories, but they snuck away from you, and other things took their place. How could you hold on? Wait. A bigger question. The biggest. How could you hold on and let go?

I don’t know why we do it. But sometimes we just swim straight for the net.

It occurred to me then that a lot of life was either about wanting and not having, or having and not wanting.

I guess forgiveness, like happiness, isn’t a final destination. You don’t one day get there and get to stay.

Most people, it seems like they've only got one part of the equation down. Caring for themselves, or caring for someone else. And I'v learned how important it is to have both.

I was like a chocolate in a box, looking well behaved and perfect in place, all the while harboring a secret center.

I didn't walk over and talk to him, though, not then. If I needed the time for a tree branch to become just a tree branch again and the wind to become just the wind, then a boy, most of all, needed some time to be only a boy.