People ask all the time how I'm doing, but the truth is, they don't really want to know.
Over her shoulder was Josie-and for the first time, Alex couldreally see a piece of herself in her daughter. It wasn’t so much the shape of the face but the shine ofit; not the color of the eyes but t...
Or in other words: There are no fairy tales in the wild, no Cinderella stories. The lowly wolf that seems to rise to the top of the pack was really an alpha all along.
Not everything that is faced can be changed. But nothing can be changed until it is faced.
My whole life was about her, what if her whole life wasn’t all about me?
My dad used to say that living with regrets was like driving a car that only moved in reverse.
Music is the language of memory
Marina sighs. Love's a tidal wave, she says. Because it sweeps you off your feet? I ask. No. Because it sucks you under and you drown.
It's also worth noting that, when you meet someone, you never ask if he's right- or left-handed. After all: Does it really matter to anyone other than the person holding the pen?
Isn’t that what true romance is supposed to be about? Finding the person who’s your soul mate. Someone you dream about at night.Someone whose name is on your lips when you wake up in the morning.
Is it a crime when you love someone so much that you can't stand the thought of them changing? Is it a crime when you love someone so much that you can't see clearly?
I would figure out, later, how to explain to my boss that, for me, Delia will never be a story, but a happy ending.
I told myself that if I didn't care, this wouldn't have hurt so much - surely that proved I was alive and human and all those touchy-feely things, for once and for all. But that wasn't a relief, not w...
I smile. But like anything you wear that doesn't fit, it pinches.
I kept hoping, silently, that you would want to save her like you hadn't been able to save yourself.
I imagined what it would be like to hold a butterfly in your hands something bejeweled and treasured and to know that despite your devotion it was dying by degrees.
I had the heart of the relationship, and no body to grow it in... It broke.
How do you know she’s the one for you?...and did you ever notice how, when she’s nervous,she sings? Off-key?You like that?Well, that's the thing. I think her flaws make me love her even more. She’s no...
Houses are cellular walls; they keep our problems from bleeding into everyone else's.
History isn't about dates and places and wars. It's about the people who fill the spaces between them.