It was not a happy ending of the sort in fairy tales, but it was the only one we had.

Sometimes, you turn back. Sometimes, you walk away. And sometimes, you find the place you're meant to be, and you stay there. You find a way to make it work. Whatever it takes.

You don’t have to be sad to miss someone and wish they were still in your life.

Jealousy smells like the water in the bottom of a flower vase after the flowers have died.

I've been hit on plenty of times, mostly by men with little finesse who thought what was between their legs made up for what they lacked between their ears.

Sometimes,” he said after a second that lasted a million years, “things get broken. And they can’t be fixed.

Knowing what you need doesn't always mean you know how to get it, though. I'd spent a long time hiding in my cave. No matter how much I might want to come out into the light, I knew it would hurt my eyes. I was a fool. A fool, but nevertheless too smart not to know I was the architect of my own demise, that it was time to put my past behind me. It was time to stop allowing the white elephants to stand unspoken of in my living room.