What matters is giving over to what you love.

Every person on the face of the earth makes mistakes, Lily. Every last one. We're all so human. Your mother made a terrible mistake, but she tried to fix it.' 'Good night,' I said, and rolled onto my side. 'There is nothing perfect,' August said from the doorway. 'There is only life.

You can't stop your heart from loving, really -- it's like standing out there in the ocean yelling at the waves to stop.

You can tell which girls lack mothers by the look of their hair.

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

And I was struck all at once how life was out there going through its regular courses, and I was suspended, waiting, caught in a terrible crevice between living my life and not living it.

We have to acknowledge sometimes that this moment is enough. This place is enough. I am enough.