You can never be sure of anyone until you’re close enough to see them clearly.
Being a star requires risk-taking shoes.
With love like that, you can’t get pick about how it finds you or the details. All that matters is that it’s there. Better late than never.
How weird that must be, to stay the same as everyone else changes.
I would miss Colby, but it wasn’t going anywhere. All the more reason why I should.
We were willing to do so much for the people we loved, even if it meant hurting ourselves. Maybe that, in the end, was what love- all kinds- was really about.
And trying to break it down this way, to minor and major offenses, maybes and what-ifs, was like arguing over the origin of cracks in a broken egg. It was done. How it happened didn’t matter anymore.
So I just decided to relax into it, bumpy and crazy as it might be, and try for once to just go along for the ride.
The thing is I’m a great believer in the perfect moment. They don’t come around that often.
The first boy was always the hardest.
You could just tell when a person belonged somewhere. That is something you can’t fake, no matter how hard you try.
It takes so little to change everything. If you really thought about it, it would scare you to death.
Everything looks different when you’re older, not staring up at the world but down upon it.
Some things you don’t have to tell. Some things, between sisters, are understood.
What happened to goodbye?
Life is long. Just because you don’t get your chance right when you want or expect it doesn’t mean it won’t come. Fate doesn’t punch a time clock or consult a schedule.
The thing is, you can’t always have the best of everything. Because for a life to be real, you need it all: good and bad, beach and concrete, the familiar and the unknown, big talkers and small towns.
The mistakes you make now count. Not for everything, and not forever. But they do matter, and they shape you.
When you’ve never gotten love from someone, you don’t know what it might look like if it ever does appear. You look for it in everything: any bright light overhead could be a star.
Love is so unpredictable. Sometimes you’ll know a man for years and then one day, boom! Suddenly you see him in a different way. And other times, it’s that first date, that first moment. That’s what makes it so great.