Love and friendship. They are what make us who we are, and what can change us, if we let them.

He who fails to plan, plans to fail.

I wondered why I was so startled by the encounter when there was something that seemed utterly inevitable about the moment. Not in any grand, destined sense; just in the quiet, stubborn way that unfinished business has of imposing its will on the unwilling.

No, scratch the word "career." Careers are for people who wish to advance. I only want to survive, draw a paycheck.

The whole "misery loves company" thing never applies more than when you're breaking up. The thought that the other person is doing fine is simply too much to bear.

True love is supposed to make you into a better person-uplift you.

The world is not that black and white, Rachel. There are no moral absolutes. It is complex.