I just don't know where home is. There's this promise of happiness out there. I know it. I even feel it sometimes. But it's like chasing the moon - just when I think I have it, it disappears into the horizon. I grieve and try to move on, but then the damn thing comes back the next night, giving me hope of catching it all over again.

How could someone with a life this full feel this empty?

People always say life is too short for regrets. But the truth is, it's too long.

Those silly girls had no idea what they were really celebrating. They had no idea what it took to bring Agatha and her friends together seventy-five years ago. The Women's Society Club had been about supporting one another, about banding together to protect one another because no one else would. But it had turned into an ugly beast, a means by which rich ladies would congratulate themselves by giving money to the poor. And Agatha had let it happen. All her life, it seemed, she was making up for things she let happen.

I've never seen you hide from anyone before. He must do something crazy to you.

Children always know when their mothers are crazy - they just never admit it, not out loud, to anyone.

Adolescence is like having only enough light to see the step directly in front of you.