Time. There Seems To Be Vast Quantities

I Felt I Couldn't Lose Anything Else, But Just Then I Realized I Already Had: I'd Lost The Hope That I Would Ever Be Loved In Just That Way Again.

Whenever People Say They Didn't Like The Main Character Of A Book, They Mean They Didn't Like The Book. The Main Character Has To Be A Friend? I Don't Get That.

Up Until That Moment, I'd Been At The Earliest Stage Of Love, When You Feel It Will Turn You Into The Better Person You Want To Be. Now, His Gentle Voice And Sage Advice Took Me To A Later Stage: I Felt I Needed To Pretend To Be A Better Person Than I Was So He'd Keep Loving Me. This Was Hard Because It Made Me Hate Him.

He Tells Me That The Best Man I Will Ever Find Will Be Attracted To Other Women. I Hear This As Another Fact I Am Too Old Not To Know. More Proof Of How Unprepared I Am To Love Anyone.

I Tried To Avoid Mimi. Her Presence Seemed To Call Forth Every Rejection I'd Ever Experienced-the Teachers Who'd Looked At Me As Though I Held No Promise, The Boys Who Didn't Like Me Back. Around Her, I Became Fourteen Again.