he's a story i want to know from page one.

No one measures a life in weeks and days. You measure life in years and by the things that happen to you..

I had them all fooled into believing I was normal and well-adjusted, a rock of sensibility who could always be counted on to have a positive attitude..

. . .There are certain people who come into your life, and leave a mark. . . Their place in your heart is tender; a bruise of longing, a pulse of unf….

Life was mostly made up of things you couldn’t control, full of surprises, and they weren’t always good. Life wasn’t what you made it. You were what ….

don’t mistake a new place for a new you..

I do have a little bit more confidence in - or at least familiarity with - my process. For example, when it feels like it's going badly or that I'm l….

Some people come into your life and leave a mark..

Everyone has an identity crisis when they are 16 or 17 years old..

That's how life feels to me. Everyone is doing it; everyone knows how. To live and be who they are and find a place, find a moment. I'm still waiting..

You were never what I wanted to forget..

The kind of life I want is to be a person who would get a personal note every day..

Forgetting isn't enough. You can paddle away from the memories and think they are gone. But they will keep floating back, again and again and agian. ….

Try a little tenderness..

Because love, love never finishes..

The Lord doesn't give a person more than he knows they can bear..

What brings two people together anyway?.

When the remembering was done, the forgetting could begin..

A know a place called New Beginnings, but I don't think it works quite like that. You can't just erase everything that came before..

Because love, love is never finished. It circles and circles, the memories out of order and not always complete..

That's how you know you really trust someone, I think; when you don't have to talk all the time to make sure they still like you or prove that you ha….