You have now reached infatuation’s final destination—the complete and merciless devaluation of self.

What are you willing to give up, in order to become who you really need to be?

It's not an accident that both my sister and I are writers. Our parents created an accidental Petri dish. My family has great storytellers, and I grew up in a very funny, conversational house and didn't have television. This small family farm was a bubble world that didn't have much to do with reality.

I would say that if you really want to STOP knowing someone, you have to divorce him.

This was not my moment to be seeking romance and (as day follows night) to further complicate my already knotty life. This was my moment to look for the kind of healing and peace that can only come from solitude.

I wondered, "Why have I been chasing happiness my whole life when bliss was here the entire time?

There is so much about my fate that I cannot control, but other things do fall under my jurisdiction. There are certain lottery tickets I can buy, thereby increasing my odds of finding contentment. I can decide how I spend my time, whom I interact with, whom I share my body and life and money and energy with.