You are not your past.

No matter how smart she appeared, she was fragile at her core.

Anyone who tries to write a memoir needs to keep in mind that what's interesting to you isn't necessarily interesting to a reader.

Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all.

We all lose somebody we care about and want to find some comforting way of dealing with it, something that will give us a little closure, a little peace.

Death is the end of a lifetime, not the end of a relationship.

Life is a series of pulls back and forth... A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubber band. Most of us live somewhere in the middle. A wrestling match...Which side win? Love wins. Love always wins