“Hope means you keep on holding to things that won't ever be so again, and so you bleed an inch at a time until there's nothing left.”

“You're nobody's rainbow. You're nobody's princess. You're nobody's doorway but your own, and the only one who gets to tell you how your story ends is you.”

“Hope means you keep holding on to things that won't ever be so again.”

“None of this is real, my dear. Not this house, not this conversation, not those shoes you're wearing--which are several years out of style if you're trying to reacclimatize yourself to the ways of ...”

“There was still something unfinished around her eyes; she wasnt done yet. She was a story, not an epilogue. And if she chose to narrate her own life one word at a time as she descended the stairs t...”

“Time resumed. Time had a way of doing that.”

“For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home.”

“The vast and beautiful world is the home we share together.”

“I stood there a long while, staring at that tree. It looked so strongSo beautiful. Hurt right down the middleBut alive and well. Cee touched my shoulderLightly. Frank? Yes? Come on, brother. Let's ...”