when you want something so desperately, you shake with the need for it. you tell yourself that you don't need more than one sip, because it's just the taste you crave, and once it's on your tongue you will be able to make it last alifetime. you dream of it at night. you see a thousand mile-high obstacles between where you stand and what you want, and you convince yourself you have the power to hurdle them. you tell yourself this even when, leaping the first block, you wind up bruised and bloodied and flattened.

There are some nights when you just want to know there's someone else besides you in this wide world.

A sacrament--like marriage--means living a life better than your natural instincts, so that you're modeling God. And God never gives up.

I think there are crossroads in our lives when we make grand, sweeping decisions without even realizing it.

I wonder if you've got a minute." I have many minutes, all of them used toward a common purpose.

I knew her well enough to understand that when Delia pushed you away, it was her way of making sure she didn't get shoved first.

Just because fate had thrown another obstacle in my way didn't mean I had to give up my dreams.