But in the end, fighting for a love that was already gone felt like trying to live in the ruins of a lost city.

It was our favorite part of the day, this in-between time, and it always seemed to last longer than it should--a magic and lavender space unpinned from the hours around it, between worlds.

My life was my life; I would have to stare it down, somehow, and make it work for me.

Sometimes I wish we could rub out all of our mistakes and start fresh, from the beginning,' I said. 'And sometimes I think there isn't anything to us but our mistakes.

Maybe happiness was an hourglass already running out, the grains tipping, sifting past each other. Maybe it was a state of mind.

If I can write one sentence, simple and true every day, I'll be satisfied.

I miss good old-fashioned honorable people just trying to make something of life. Simply, without hurting anyone else. I know that makes me a sap.

Dogs are easy. If their tails are up and their eyes are soft, you're in.

Not everyone out in a storm wants to be saved

I'd had my share of rain. My mother's illness ... had weighed on me, but the years before had been heavy, too. I was only twenty eight.

She was also incredibly confident, with a way of moving and talking that communicated that she didn't need anyone to tell her she was beautiful or worthwhile.

She was a beautiful girl, but the lack of any spark dampened her prettiness.

She loved them so much that she felt a kind of hollowness on the inner surface of her arms whenever she looked at them- an ache of longing to pull them close and hold them tight against her.

When life hands you the unthinkable you must find new ways to see.

I am young and avid for glory.

The most powerful force in the universe is gossip.

The absence of war is not peace.

We want to take action out of the desire to contribute to life rather than out of fear, guilt, shame, or obligation.

I can't even be around children. It's a problem. My ovaries start screaming.

I was always a happy and loving person. Many would say that I was living an idyllic life.

When a decision is taken belatedly, its execution inevitably leads to haste.