I don't understand why it's a sin if you love something and want to keep it from having to suffer.

Maybe a mother wasn't what she seemed to be on the surface.

there was not much distinction between losing a friend and a lover: it was all about intimacy. One moment, you had someone to share your biggest triumph, and fatal flaws with; the next minute, you had to keep them bottled inside.

No matter who you are, there is always some part of you that wishes you were someone else, and when, for a millisecond, you get that wish, it's a miracle.

You can make it dark, but I can't make it light.

It was possible that a miracle was not something that happened to you, but rather something that didn’t.

I have no idea what Andrew might have done, and I do not ask. She believes that I can fix this, and like always, that's enough to make me think that I can. "I'll take care of it,: I say, when what I really mean is: I'll take care of you.