Voice is not just the sound that comes from your throat, but the feelings that come from your words.

DNA tells you all the secrets of life,’ he used to say. Except for one—how to live it.

For the first time, I saw what was in his heart, and I wondered if he might ever want to look deep enough to see mine.

Had you but seen it, I promise you, your high-minded principles would have melted like candle wax. Never would you have wished such beauty away.

I was only glad to be saved and never once thought to ask why.

He pressed himself into me and kissed my neck, and it was as if everything strong and solid inside me, heart and bones and muscle and gut, softened and melted from the heat of him.

Stop yelling. If everyone’s yelling, no one can be heard.