That's how life goes on - protected by the silence that anesthetizes shame.

You only have to forgive once. To resent, you have to do it all day, every day.

That's how life goes on - protected by the silence that anesthetizes shame.

Such a mysterious business, motherhood. How brave a woman must be to embark on it.

You don’t think ahead in years or months: you think about this hour, and maybe the next. Anything else is speculation.

We live with the decisions we makeThat’s what bravery is. Standing by the consequences of your mistakes.

Years bleach away the sense of things until all that's left is a bone-white past, stripped of feeling and significance.