But I wondered if all this kissing was a bad habit with him and me. The thing we did with our mouths instead of talking.

It was such a sweet, sad song with such sweet, sad lyrics. Old-fashioned a little, but also timeless.

Violence should not always beget more violence.

I don't think I would have minded you being the keeper of my secrets.

People are capable of great, great change during the span of one lifetime. And women even more than men.

Ask two people to tell you anything, you’ll get two versions. Even easy things like directions, let alone important or semi-controversial topics like why a fight started or what a person was generally like. If you don’t know something for yourself, you just can’t be sure.

He kissed me, though not in a sexy way. Gentle. Tender.