I don’t want these memories to become slippery, to just disappear into the thin air of life the way most things seem to. I want them to stick – even the bad ones – so I repeat them often.
Forgetting isn't enough. You can paddle away from the memories and think they are gone. But they will keep floating back, again and again and agian. They circle you, like sharks. Until, unless, someth...
Because every thought she had, everything she observed around her, every conversation, every experience, everything that made her laugh - she imagined telling him, or him watching. She wanted herself,...
And, to our collective surprise, it turned out that for a person who doesn't like people, I'm pretty good at this customer service stuff.
And a pencil-line drawing of a house. And under a piece of Scotch tape a ring, just a cheap ring with a blue glass stone., it read.
The mark we've left on each other is the color and shape of love. That's the unfinished business between us. because love, love is never finished.
You have to dig down and find some part of you that doesn't care what people think, doesn't care if it's hard, doesn't care if it hurts, doesn't care if you have to momentarily experience humiliation,...
Try a little tenderness ...
There's a lot that is awful. That's the struggle of getting old. To make sure you don't let what's hard...obscure the beauty.
The doorbell rang during dinner. Alan got up to answer, saying, If it's the missionaries I might let them in. I'm too tired to put up a fight.
Right now it's like we're three islands, and nothing but oceans between us.
Now I think miracles are things that happen in stained glass, and on dusty Jerusalem roads thousands of years ago. Not here, not to us. Not when we need them.
Live in the present. Take care of the relationships in front of you now. Most friendships have a natural life, and when they've lived that out, you'll know.
Is this okay with you, Jenna? For him to stay here?Yeah, I said. It's good. You have no idea what it takes for him to ask for help.I spent all evening in Alan's office, reading at his desk and keeping...
I wonder how you're supposed to know the exact moment when there's no more hope.
I tried his cell over and over but he never answered. Then I’d call just to hear his voice on the outgoing message, until eventually that was gone too.
I think about how there are certain people who come into your life, and leave a mark. I don't mean the usual faint impression...And I don't just mean that they change you. A lot of people can change y...
I got this strong feeling of missing him, like he was someone who I loved who had died and gone away, someone who was mostly a memory. I wanted to grab him and say okay, I was sorry about Tommy, it wa...
I don't yell back at my mother. When I'm angry or scared or upset, I don't yell. I stay quiet. I've seen how she is, how she would get with Kent and with me and with other people, life if someone at t...
I don't understand, Jenna, why you couldn't give him a ride home? Mom struck the archetypal Mom pose-hands on hips, perplexed look on face, head tilted at that angle. He walked home in the pouring ra...