The woman I was seems hopelessly naive. I envy her.

Denial: my family heritage. If you don't ask the questions, the truth will never inconvenience you.

The truth has not so much set us free as it has ripped away a carefully constructed facade, leaving us naked to begin again.

Judgment is such a useful shield, isn't it? We can hide behind it, rise above others on its crest, keep ourselves safe and separate.

People who stay in the same town with the same friends for their entire lives never get a chance to find out who they can really be, because they will always be considered as who they were.

Many people believe that evil is the presence of something. I think it's the absence of something.

Motherhood was an ever widening circle of good-byes.