The bad part is life continues. The good part is that the pain goes away.

If you have always suspected your sister of an inclination to madness, it will be my pleasure to confirm your worst fears.

I have read somewhere that we often spend a lifetime searching for what we already have.

It was strange how the heart clung to hope even when there was no reasonable basis for it, Morgan found. And how life went on.

Nothing is permanently perfect. But there are perfect moments and the will to choose what will bring about more perfect moments.

Tears never were worth the effort of crying them.

The suffering of a loved one was in many ways worse than one's one suffering because it left one feeling so very helpless.