I used to wish I look like her, awful pretty. But if that prettiness comes with being stupid, I don’t want it.

I think the important thing about making a decision is just to make it. Otherwise you can go nuts thinking about the pros and cons.

You could block things from your mind for years at a time. You could make them go away because you know that if you let them in, the pain could nearly kill you.

More often than not, family stories turn out to be etched in sand rather than granite. Even the parts we think are true – even the parts about ourselves – crumble.

Do you love him? I shook my head. “I love you,” I said, before I could stop myself. He looked away from me. “A little too late for that, isn’t it,” he said, and I winced, wishing I’d kept my feelings to myself.

I’d married a near stranger because I felt like I had no choice. When you’re young, you have more choices than you’ll ever again have in your life, yet sometimes you can’t see them. I’d truly been blind.

Absolutely,” she said. “Artists use them.

One thing I was absolutely sure of was his love. Love made any problem solvable.

But somethings are just too important to let fear stand in the way.

You’re a jumper. He’s a thinker.