This must be what an addict feels like, I think, trying to fight the pull of one last, quick read. My fingers itch toward the binding, and finally, with a sigh of regret, I just grab the book and open it, hungrily reading the story.

Tradionally, parents made decisions for a child, because presumably they are looking out for his or her best interests. But if they are blinded, instead, by the best interests of another one of their children, the system breaks down.

Did you ever walk through a room that's packed with people, and feel so lonely you can hardly take the next step?

I don't want to make the same mistake twice. I don't want to tell myself it's over when it's not.

It doesn't take a whole long life to realize that what we deserve to have, we rarely get.

We make messes of our lives, but every now and then, we manage to do something that's exactly right. The challenge is figuring out which is which.

Some people, they get down in a hole so deep they can't figure out what to hold on to.