I should have told you from the start. I will let you down.

There were endless ways to spend your days, I knew that, none of them right or wrong. But given the chance for a real do-over, another way around, who would say no?

Despite our differences, we did have a history. No one understood where I was coming from the way he did.

Never would forever, with all its meanings, be so clear and distinct as in the true, guaranteed end of the world.

My agent is so totally honest, which is just what every writer needs. She won't let me sell a crappy book, even if I want to.

I always have a goal, even if I keep it to myself. It allows me to keep pushing myself.

Instead, we just sat there, together but really apart, watching a show about a stranger and all her secrets, while keeping our own to ourselves, as always.