In my previous life I was a civil attorney. At one point I truly believed that was what I wanted to be- but that was before I'd been handed a fistful of crushed violets from a toddler. Before I understood that the smile of a child is a tattoo: indelible art.

I found plain truth very interesting.

After all, the only way to communicate is to find someone who can comprehend; the only way to be forgiven is to find someone who is willing to forgive.

Could you really love someone who was capable of falling in love with somebody else?

Memories aren't stored in the heart or the head or even the soul, if you ask me, but in the spaces between any given two people.

I can't do this to you,' he said, drawing back. Emily put her hand on his and pulled the gun to her temple. 'Then do it for me,' she said.

In reality, you don’t ever change the hurricane. You just learn how to stay out of its path.