Sometimes I’ve even wished there was a human pause button, where you could choose some point in your life where you could stay always.

Unconditional love is like a contry of two with no laws and no government. Which is all fine if everyone is peaceful and law abiding. In the wrong hands, though, you got looting and crime sprees, and let me tell you, the people who demand unconditional love are usually the ones who will rob and pillage and then blame you because you left your door unlocked.

It took me years to figure out that upset was upset, and tumultuousness was not the same thing as passion. Love isn't drama.

But, dear God, don't listen to me. I'm an old lady in the middle of nowhere without a real toilet.

You could care enough to keep a secret, but you could care enough to tell one, too.

You can forget that other people carry pieces of your own story around in their heads. I've always thought--put together all those random pieces form everyone who's ever known you from your parents to the guy who once sat next to you on a bus, and you'd probably see a fuller version of your life than you even did while living it.

You take care of the people you love, but it’s true, too, that you take care of the things you own.