We Pisces, we're a special breed.

God doesn't give people burdens they can't handle.

You know, the mind is a remarkable thing. Just because you can't see the wound doesn't mean it isn't hurting. It scars all the time, but it heals.

You know how sometimes, your life is so perfect you’re afraid for the next moment, because it couldn’t possibly be quite as good? That’s what it felt like.

And that was the greatest heartbreak of all- no matter how spectacular we want our children to be, no matter how perfect we pretend they are, they are bound to disappoint. As it turns out, kids are more like us than we think: damaged, through and through.

How do you walk into someone's life again after twenty-eight years? How do you pick up, when you were too young to know where you left off.

do you fix a wheel that isn't broken, or do you wait until the cart collapses?