If only…the saddest words in the English language.

I don’t want to lose you, I love you, and…and that’s all I’ve got.”As speeches went, it wasn’t great. As feelings went…different story.

I had to get over [him]. For months now, a stone had been sitting on my heart. I’d shed a lot of tears over [him], lost a lot of sleep, eaten a lot of cake...

Granted, I’d waited a long time to hear those words. Would’ve sold a kidney-maybe two-to have heard them at one point. Now, though…they didn’t have the same impact. They were, in fact, an overcooked noodle...

Commandment #1: Believe in yourself. Commandment #2: Get over yourself.

When an eighty-five pound mammal licks your tears away, then tries to sit on your lap, it’s hard to feel sad.

You asked why I couldn’t forgive you,” Nick said, very quietly, and I jumped a little. “It was because you were the love of my life, Harper. And you didn’t want to be. That’s hard...

I’ll tell you something, Harpy,” he said, his voice almost a whisper now. “It never even occurred to me that we wouldn’t make it. And it never occurred to you that we would. You were...

She smiled, and there it was again, that aching pressure in his chest. Love, or a heart attack. Kind of the same thing.

But they’re family, and you forgive them, even if they are human equivalent of hyenas. Because that’s what you do, Posey. Forgive.