The word dysfunction has, I think, served its purpose and now has lost its meaning. Every family, like every person, is imperfect, after all. The idea that there is a family somewhere who functions, is an odd concept. In my youth I was running from my family to try to find out who I was-their influence distracted me. Now I see what a powerful hold they have, no matter what.

I would have fallen in love with you anywhere.

There is no good reason. Don't waste your life waiting for good reasons...You'll wait and wait.

There are aspects of love that I once undervalued. Kindness. Having a sort of honor when love is on the table.

Boy poison - a boy's kisses were like a poison, which infected you and after you were exposed you craved more, like an addict.

She thought of how much people changed you. It was the opposite of what you always heard, that no one could change a person. It wasn't true. It was only through other people that one ever did change.

Between children and parents there is a difficulty of seeing each other simply as people.