This was our common ground, the secret we shared but never spoke aloud.

But there was something I liked about the idea of those seeds buried so deep having at least a chance to emerge

Needing was so easy: it came naturally, like breathing. Being needed by someone else, though, that was the hard part. But as with giving help and accepting it, we had to do both to be made complete-like links overlapping to form a chain, or a lock finding the right key.

Only a weak person needed someone else around all the time.

It’s the things you fight for and struggle with before earning that have the greatest worth.

Teenagers are a great audience and they are fearless about asking what they want to know.

When you have a kid, you sign on for the whole package: good, bad, everything in between. you can't just dip in and out, picking and choosing the parts you want and quitting when it's not perfect.