There wasn't enough chocolate in the world to make this better.

we love what we love and who we love who we love and why we love why we love and find a falling shoelace knotted and strung between the fingers of strangers

Are you insinuatin' that my daughter is a liar?" "Oh, no, not at all. I'm saying your daughter is a liar. Surely you can appreciate the difference.

Nightmares end. That's how you know they're nightmares.

She was my destination. I was always on the way to Lena, even when I wasn't. Even when she wasn't on her way to me.

I loved her, atom by atom, one burning cell at a time.

Lena made a face. She almost never wore makeup; she didn't have to. "You know, it's not like we all sign a contract with Maybelline when we turn thirteen.