My dad used to say that living with regrets was like driving a car that only moved in reverse.

You know it's never fifty-fifty in a marriage. It's always seventy-thirty, or sixty-forty. Someone falls in love first. Someone puts someone else up on a pedestal. Someone works very hard to keep things rolling smoothly; someone else sails along for the ride.

The ideas choose me, not the other way around.

It was the first time she'd discovered something she really didn't want to find, and she didn't know what to do once she'd found it.

What she couldn't put into word was what had happened in between to change her from one person into the other

The best relationships were the ones where both sides went out of their way to make sure the other wasn't disappointed.

Sometimes I think there's a beast that lives inside me, in the cavern that's where my heart should be, and every now and then it fills every last inch of my skin, so that I can't help but do something inappropriate. Its breath is full of lies; it smells of spite.