When your life has had few events to occupy it, it's amazing how a simple encounter can seem like an entire three-act play.

Which weakness shall I tell her? “I walk funny,” I say, and she’s satisfied with that. (inside joke)

It's other people who make us wise, and I haven't known nearly enough.

It can take years to mold a dream. It takes only a fraction of a second for it to be shattered.

I think that maybe forgiveness is like change - it comes in small steps. (256)

Maybe staying on the surface keeps her from returning to a place where she can't breathe.

Observing and understanding are two different things.