Because isn’t that the point of every relationship: to be known by someone else, to be understood? He gets me. She gets me. Isn’t that the simple magic phrase?

My brain goes very easily into the darkness. It always has. There are people who like to see what's under the rock and people who don't, and for some reason I've always been one of those to say, 'Hey, let's flip over that rock.'

To pretend to be calm is to be calm, in a way.

How do you keep safe when your whole day is as wide and empty as the sky?

Most beautiful, good things were done by women people scorn.

I assumed everything bad in the world could happen, because everything bad in the world already did happen.

I just think some women aren't made to be mothers. And some women aren't made to be daughters.