They should tell you when you’re born: have a suitcase heart, be ready to travel.
A place isn't a place until it has a bookstore.
Should have. Would have. Could have. Didn't.
What were you like," I asked her. "we're you happy? Or were you smiling because they told you to?
That Woman is in love with her own grief.
It is a lie that people who love each other must know everything about each other. Love must occasionally allow for a gap.