It was finally becoming clear to her that love wasn't about finding someone perfect to marry. Love was about seeing through to the truth of a person, and accepting all their shades of light and dark. Love was an ability.

I loved him so much, loved his fearlessness, his strength, even the ambition that would someday take him away from me.

She had discovered that the best remedy for heartache was trying to make herself useful to others.

I had to wait for someone special. Someone who would make my heart feel as if it's been trampled by elephants, thrown into the amazon, and eaten by piranhas.

Don't ever trust men with good intentions. They'll always disappoint you." Leo

Shock is a merciful condition. It allows you to get through disaster with a necessary distance between you and your feelings.

I'm not short," Daisy muttered. "Short women are never mysterious, or elegant, or pursued by handsome men. And they're always treated like children. I refuse to be short.