“She smiled thoughtfully. I think Jackson was like a lost puppy. He needed purpose, someone to believe in him and love him despite his bullshit. But he didnt have that, so he just went around humpin...”

“Forgiveness wasnt ever easy, but a feat much more manageable when you werent the subject of its grace. Maybe Id always be a broken recipient of grace. And in that musing, I found rest.”

“You think when someone you love passes away, everything becomes clearer, that your priorities and perspectives align in a way theyve never aligned before because of the sobriety of it all. But it d...”

“Let me tell you something, honey. When your boobs fall south and that pretty skin of yours looks like youve been tanning in a nuclear war zone, youll see what I mean about independence. When the lo...”

“This was our rhythm, our worship: give and take, gift and receive, honor and entrust. Making love to this man wasnt just an expression of my feelings for him or a carnal, physical needit was an off...”

“So help me, if something crawls out of one of these bags, I will castrate you.I bet youd love that.-Emma and Jackson”

“I think the highest forgiveness is to accept that creation is thoroughly tangled, with every possible quality given outlet for expression. People need to accept once and for all that there is only ...”

“You couldn't relive your life, skipping the awful parts, without losing what made it worthwhile. You had to accept it as a whole--like the world, or the person you loved.”

“Letting go doesn't mean that you don't care about someone anymore. It's just realizing that the only person you really have control over is yourself.”

“Like time suspended, a wound unmended-- you and I. We had no ending, no said goodbye; For all my life, I'll wonder why.”

“Closure is an American lie used to justify revenge. Healing is getting used to the pain, learning to be damaged.”

“Thats the hope, isnt it? To see your family in your time of dying.”

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of wi...”

“My dear,Find what you love and let it kill you.Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.Let it kill you and let it devour your remains....”

“If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn't be filled?”