The music we listen to may not define who we are. But it’s a damn good start.

It was one thing to make a mistake; it was another thing to keep making it. I knew what happened when you let yourself get close to someone, when you started to believe they loved you: you'd be disappointed. Depend on someone, and you might as well admit you're going to be crushed, because when you really needed them, they wouldn't be there. Either that, or you'd confide in them and you added to their problems. All you ever really had was yourself, and that sort of sucked if you were less than reliable.

Sometimes to get what you want the most, you have to do what you want the least.

She understood how a world jammed with phones, email, and faxes could still leave you feeling utterly alone.

When it comes to memories, the good and the bad never balance.

Maybe mothers - consciously or subconsciously - repelled their daughters in different ways.

You might have to lose control before you could find out what you'd been missing.