There was a certain power beautiful mothers held over their less beautiful daughters.

Books can be possessive, can't they? You're walking around in a bookstore and a certain one will jump out at you, like it had moved there on its own, just to get your attention. Sometimes what's inside will change your life, but sometimes you don't even have to read it. Sometimes it's a comfort just to have a book around. Many of these books haven't even had their spines cracked. 'Why do you buy books you don't even read?' our daughter asks us. That's like asking someone who lives alone why they bought a cat. For company, of course.

How we see the world changes all the time. It all depends on our mood.

There was an art to the male posterior. That's all there was to it.

He reached out and pushed some hair behind her ears. The gesture was tender, but it hit her with an unexpected force, like when you're in the ocean and a wave hits you. It's so soft and coll that it surprised you that it has such strength.

Sometimes people who had been together for a long time got to imagining that things used to be better, even when they weren't.

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