I think that we have to consciously be aware that every moment we're in, every different stage in our lives, we can control.

It always takes two. For relationships to work, for them to break apart, for them to be fixed.

He nods, as if to acknowledge that endings are almost always a little sad, even when there is something to look forward to on the other side.

Whenever you make a big decision in life, at least any decision where you have a viable alternative, there is an inevitable uneasy aftermath. Anxiety is merely a sign that you're taking something seriously.

And like a favorite old movie, sometimes the sameness in a friend is what you like the most about her.

I still think I love him more. It's one of those things you never know for certain because there's no way to enter all the relationship data in a computer and have it spit out a definitive answer. You can't quantify love, and if you try, you wind up focusing on misleading factors.

Nothing is ever perfect. It is what you make of it.