Why Is It You Think You'll Live

Change Was As Much About Loss As Gain, About Giving Something Up Even As You Reached For Something New Or Different. The World Was Opening Up, Not Closing In.

You Can’t Go Back. Can’t Fix What Broke. But You Can Go Forward. And Every Step Matters. Every One Makes A Difference.” She Pushed Away From The Desk, Cupped His Face In Her Hands. “from Where I’m Standing, You’re The Best Step I Ever Took.

Nothing Ever Seems Too Bad, Too Hard Or Too Sad When You've Got A Christmas Tree In The Living Room. All Those Presents Under It, All That Anticipation. Just A Way Of Saying There's Always Light And Hope In The World.

I Think Sometimes Fate Cuts You A Break. Like It Says, Okay, You've Had Enough Of That Crap, So It's Time You Fell Into Something Nice. See What You Make Out Of It.

What Do You Know About Life? " Bitterness Ached In Her Throat. " You Were Born With Everything. You Never Had To Struggle For A Single Thing You Wanted, Never Had To Worry If You'd Be Accepted Or Loved Or Wanted Back." He Stared At Her, Grateful For The Moment That She Couldn't See That He'd Spent Nearly Half Of His Life Worrying That She, The Single Thing He Wanted, Would Accept Him, Love Him, And Want Him Back.