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

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.

Being needed was a handy trick. It could fill you up so full you never even noticed all the places that were empty.

Those questions you have? Whether he's the one, whether you feel about him the way you should, or whether the relationship is going okay? When you're not sure whether you're in love with someone or not, the answer is not.

I don't get why prom is like a mini-wedding these days...No one should spend that kind of money for a high school dance.

A drop of poison on that gathering snow. That moment in the fairy tale when we know what just happened but the princess doesn’t.

Most of our parents wanted the best for us, I knew, but we also wanted the best for them.