Running is a mental sport, more than anything else. You're only as good as your training, and your training is only as good as your thinking.

People are like houses. They could open their doors. You could walk through their rooms and touch the objects hidden in their corners. But something--the structure, the wiring, the invisible mechanism that kept the whole thing standing--remai ned invisible, suggested only by the fact of its existing at all.

And how she looked at me like I could save her from everything bad in he world. This was my secret: she was the one who saved me

We are all punished for the lives we have chosen, in one way or another.

Yeah, but our choices are limited. We choose from a list that they chose for us." She said. "Well, Choices are supposed to be limited. That's life" I snapped

i suppose that's the secret, if you're ever wishing for things to back the way they were. You just have to look up.

I've learned to get really good at this - say one thing when I'm thinking about something else, act like I'm listening when I'm not, pretend to be calm and happy when I'm really freaking out. It's one of the skills you perfect as you get older