Over time, we would learn each other, and I would learn to love her like a mother loves a daughter, imperfectly and without roots.

Anyone can grow into something beautiful.

This time, there was no escape, I could not turn away, could not leave without accepting what I had done. There was only one way to the other side, and that was through the pain.

There was only one way to the other side, and that was through the pain.

The open forgiveness in her eyes, the uncensored love, terrified me.

Nothing you could do would make me send you away. Nothing.

Hyacinth. Please forgive me.

I would keep her, and raise her, and love her, even if she had to teach me how to do it.

Now, as an adult, my hopes for the future were simple: I wanted to be alone, and to be surrounded by flowers. It seemed, finally, that I might get exactly what I wanted.

This dissociation from the body extends to emotional disengagement. Without access to his feelings a man can’t help but lose track of who he is, what his priorities are and what is normal for him.

It is strange the way that someone who wants to find you guilty can start to make you believe in your own guilt, even when you know you are innocent. I was afraid I would condemn myself my mistake.

I'm a Christian, and I believe that God has a plan and a purpose for each one of our lives and that He can intercede in all kinds of situations, and we need to have a little faith in many things.

All of our survival is tied to the survival of everyone.

I am all about switching between genres and doing as much as possible.

The smarter people I know declined to watch the most recent debate [with Donald Trump].

But I love New York. I used to set my alarm clock when I was there, and get up at 4am and get a coffee, just because I could.

I wept when I was borne, and every day shewes why. [I wept when I was born and every day explains why.]

Virtue, vain word, futile shadow, slave of chance! Alas! I believe in thee!

The abundance of books is distraction