We Pisces, we're a special breed.

You can believe something really hard,' Faith says, 'and still be wrong.

You have everything. A family, a great job, a lot of people who look up to you. You've got a place to go home to. So go.

I don't understand why people never say what they mean. It's like the immigrants who come to a country and learn the language but are completely baffled by idioms. (Seriously, how could anyone who isn't a native English speaker 'get the picture,' so to speak, and not assume it has something to do with a photo or a painting?)

If he says jump, she doesn't even ask "How high?" She goes out and buys a pogo stick.

So much of marriage was implicit and nonverbal. Had I gotten so complacent I'd forgotten to communicate?

It felt like I'd been living underground, and for a moment, I'd been given this glimpse of the sky. Once you've seen that, how can you go back where you came from?