Accepting all the good and bad about someone. It's a great thing to aspire to. The hard part is actually doing it.

Well, it's true that I have been hurt in my life. Quite a bit. But it's also true that I have loved, and been loved. And that carries a weight of its own. A greater weight, in my opinion. It's like that pie chart we talked about earlier. In the end, I'll look back on my life and see that the greatest piece of it was love. The problems, the divorces, the sadness... those will be there too, but just smaller slivers, tiny pieces.

But it's strange, when you've always been told something is true, like the moon will come back. You need proof. And while you wait, you feel the entire balance of your world just tipping. It's crazy. But when it's over, and it does come back, that's the best, because it's all you want, everything narrows to just that. It's this great rush, like for that one second everything's okay with the world again. It's amazing.

I've always written in first person. It gives the readers more insight.

You should never be surprised when someone treats you with respect, you should expect it.

All those clean, fresh starts had made me forget what it was like, until now, to be messy and honest and out of control. To be real.

Believe in yourself up here and it will make you stronger than you could ever imagine.