No matter how many people care about you, she thought, if you can't be open with them about who you truly are, you're still alone.

It's just that I've learned that somebody's appearance doesn't always match what's going on inside him. You can't look at a guy's face and see his demons.

You got dealt some crappy cards. But you're the one who has to decide how to play them.

And I knew I would nevr have that everything's-right-in-my-world feeling again.

Sometimes it was hard to express how much you loved someone. You said the words, but you could never quite capture the depth of it. You could never quite hold someone tightly enough.

No matter how many people care about you, she thought, if you can't be open with them about who you truly are, you're still alone.

If you have a friend, a good friend, a woman you love, and you learn she’s done something abominable, do you stop loving her?