Is it possible, I wonder, for a man to truly change? Or do character and habit form the immovable boundaries of our lives?

If some lives form a perfect circle, other take shape in ways we cannot predict or always understand. Loss has been part of my journey. But it has also shown me what is precious. So has love for which I can only be grateful.

I knew even then how rare that kind of love is. Only the luckiest people get to experience it at all.

I write 2,000 words a day when I write. It sometimes takes three hours, it sometimes takes five hours.

For desert, maybe we can split a couple of crumbs.

You have the Best Of Me.

I love you,too, Garrett. But sometimes love isn't enough.