I know that change is difficult, and comes slowly, and that it is the work of many days strung together in a long line until the origin of them is forgotten.

What is wrong with you?' I shake my head. 'Pull it together.' And that's what it feels like: pulling the different parts of me up and in like a shoelace. I feel suffocated, but at least I feel strong.

I used to think that when people fell in love, they just landed where they landed, and they had no choice in the matter afterward. And maybe that's true of beginnings, but it's not true of this, now.

If you see someone in trouble, you should help them. Experiment or not.

My name will be Edith Proir," she says. "And there is much I am happy to forget.

You don’t believe things because they make your life better, you believe them because they’re true.

Choices can be made again." -Evelyn Johnson (Eaton)