I felt someone should personally thank every rock out there for the human misery it had absorbed. We should kiss them one by one & say, we are sorry, but something strong & lasting had to do this for May, & you are the chosen ones. God bless your rock hearts.

Nothing is fair in this world. You might as well get that straight right now

The translucence that comes when life hardens into a bead of such cruel perfection you see it with the purest clarity. Everything suddenly there--life as it truly is, enormous, appalling, devastating. You see the great sinkholes it makes in people and the harrowing lengths to which love will go to fill them.

She didn't even know how dangerous the truth could be, all the tiny, shattering seeds it carried.

You think you want to know something, and then once you do, all you can think about is erasing it from your mind.

The time to assert one's right is when it's denied!

The world depends upon the small beating in your heart.