The point, Ms. Conyers continued, Is that no word had one specific definition. Maybe in the dictionary, but not in real life.
Like it takes so little not only to change something, but to make you forget the way it once was, as well.
It was like when you ripped a piece of paper into two: no matter how you tried, the seams never fit exactly right again.
But all I could think of was how when nothing made sense and hadn't for ages, you just have to grab onto anything you feel sure of.
The choices you make now, the people you surround yourself with, they all have the potential to affect your life, even who you are, forever.
You can't just plan a moment when things get back on track, just as you can't plan the moment you lose your way in the first place.
Yeah. I mean, acknowledging is easy. Something happened or it didn't. But understanding... that's where things get sticky.
Oh for God's sake,' Heather said, 'I wish you two would just go out, fail miserably as a couple, and get it over with.
Like I, of all people, didn't know better than to lead a total stranger to the point where they could hurt me most, knowing how easily they'd be able to find their way back to it.
So many times it seemed like there were chances to stop things before they started. Or even stop them in midstream. But it was even worse when you knew in that very moment that there was still time to save yourself, and yet you couldn't even budge.
When I pictured myself, it was always like just an outline in a colouring book, with the inside not yet completed.
Rogerson," I asked him sweetly as we sat watching a video in the pool house, "where would I find the pelagic zone?""In the open sea," he said. "Now shut up and eat your Junior Mints.
The future was one thing that could never be broken, because it had not yet had the chance to be anything.
The further you go, the more you have to be proud of. At the same time, in order to come a long way, you have to be behind to begin with. IN the end, though maybe it's not how you reach a place that matters. Just that you get there at all.
What you have to decide... is how you want your life to be. If your forever was ending tomorrow, would this be how you'd want to have spent it? Listen, the truth is, nothing is guaranteed. You know that more than anybody. So dont be afraid. Be alive.
I realized how truly hard it was, really, to see someone you love change right before your eyes. Not only is it scary, it throws your balance off as well.
If you didn't love him, this never would have happened. But you did. And accepting that love and everything that followed it is part of letting it go.
You know, when it works, love is pretty amazing. It's not overrated. There's a reason for all those songs.
Love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.
That was the thing. You never got used to it, the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it's reconciled, accepted, someone points it out to you, and it just hits you all over again, that shocking.
There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.
