I'm going to keep seeing him as much as I can. We'll see what happens," I say, realizing that just "seeing what happens" is my version of "going for it.

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

Blurring the line between friendship and attraction was a surefire to lose a friend.

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.

there is always something comforting about knowing that you are not alone. That other people feel the way you do. That you are a bit screwed up, but still normal.

[The] maid of honor - the unambiguous, grown-up equivalent of wearing best friend necklaces.

She wonders what fool ever said that it's better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all - she has never disagreed with something so much.