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Happiness was a choice she knew how to make. She chose not to think about the things that bothered her; that
“Marriages go through hard times. Sometimes you have to get in there and fight for your love. That’s the only way for it to get better.”
She knew what it was like to need a parent’s attention and be denied, how much that hurt.
Five words to change a world, to dissolve the ground beneath a woman’s feet. It was a tidal wave, that sentence, whooshing in without warning, undermining foundations, leaving homes crumbled in the aftermath.
We don’t receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us. —MARCEL PROUST
“It’s not intentions that matter. It’s actions. My drill instructor used to say that all the time. We are what we do and say, not what we intend to.
She needed him now, needed him to remind her that she was alive, that she wasn’t alone, that she hadn’t lost everything.
New York was a city that showed off its greatness, sought to make tourists look at man’s accomplishments with awe. D.C. knew that man’s greatness lay not in stone and steel, but rather in ideas and decisions.
A house, divided against itself, cannot stand.
She understood now that some things had to be fought for to mean anything. There were journeys in life no one could take for you.
