Where we belong is often where we least expect to find ourselves—a place that we may have willed ourselves to forget, but that the heart remembers forever.

How different this moment feels, for so many reasons. I tell myself that no two loves are identical - but that I don't have to compare anymore.

Maybe the thing to do after you roll the dice-and lose-is simply pick them up and roll them again.

...love is the sum of our choices, the strength of our commitments, the ties that bind us together.

I do not expect to get what I want, so I don't. And I don't even try.

But I am learning that perfection isn't what matters. In fact, it's the very thing that can destroy you if you let it.

There is no better audience for someone in love than someone in love.