We Are Only An Instant, That's True.

She Knows Where She's Going, And What She Has To Do. She Could, After All, Find Her Way To Route 95 South Blindfolded. She Could Do It In The Dark, In Fair Weather Or Foul; She Can Do It Even When It Seems She Will Run Out Of Gas. It Doesn't Matter What People Tell You. It Doesn't Matter What They Might Say. Sometimes You Have To Leave Home. Sometimes, Running Away Means You're Headed In The Exact Right Direction.

He Wanted Pain, I Saw That In Him, And What A Man Wants He Will Often Manage To Find.

I'm At The Point Where Going Forward Is Easier Than Going Back.

My Sorrow Is I Used To Read All The Time And Now, As A Writer, I Don't Have The Time To Read.

But Most Important Of All, She Explained That It Was All Right To Say 'no. I Disagree.' That Was A Gift. I Understood It Was Power. The Power To Think My Own Thoughts. The Power To Believe In Myself.