My timing is off. But I had to get it out. Some things you have to tell, no matter how stupid they may sound. Some things you can't save for later. There might not be a later.

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

Percentages! Those are for economists, polls, and politicians. Percentages can't define your identity.

There are all kinds of friends you make in life... But there's something different about someone who spreads their wings with you.

Where we are going, I don't know. It doesn't seem to be the place that is important but the steps in between.

I just think perfection and lasting through the ages is for Greek statues, not us mere humans.

it is amazin, she thinks, how simple appearances can be created - a rush, a smile, a new coat of paint, a slow, calm voice, a hug, a new dress - a resolve to keep out questions and cling to secrets