If you're going to read minds, start with a simple one.
The years went by, and Mary Alice and I grew up, Slower than we wanted to, faster than we realized.
...they'd just tell you to turn the other cheek, wouldn't they?...Trouble is, Mrs. Dowdel observed, after you've turned the other cheek four times, you run out of cheeks.
I'm so far gone that I'm telling the truth. It sounds like a foreign language.
I read because one life isn't enough and in the pages of a book, I can be anybody.
This is how you hold onto your family. You hold them with open hands so they are free to find futures of their own. It's just that simple.