but you could also look at it the other way. Like you’re saying no matter how bad things are for you, I can still relate.

The best gifts come from the heart, not the store.

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.

That was the thing about being on the inside: the world was just going on, even when it seemed like time for you had stopped for good.

I was actually kind of a hot mess in high school. I did a lot of things in high school I'm not proud of. I wasn't a good student and I wasn't particularly a good daughter. I wasn't very engaged.

Nah," I said. "But if it does, just tell him I said to get back on the bike." "What?" "He'll understand.

I seriously doubt that the Santa police do an underwear check." -Cora