You're late," she said, tapping her watch. "No, you're just early.

Now that she decided she knew exactly what she wanted –him- she couldn’t wait to break the news. And if he didn’t want her, she could live with that – what she wouldn’t be able to live with was if she never told him.

It was maddening how your best friend could twist the knobs inside of you so much that it hurt.

No one was ever good enough for anybody's precious sons. No one ever called daughters precious, and why was that? Things had not changed very much. In the end women like Emily and Ingrid and Freya and Joanna only had one another to lean on. The men were wonderful when they were around, but their fires burned too bright, they lived too close to the sun - look what happened to her boy, and to her man. Gone. Women only had one another in the end.

I'm up for it. Whatever it is. As long as it means I'll always be with you.

The world in your mind is as real as the world outside of it.

A picture is worth a thousand texts.