The Keeper of Happy Endings

by Barbara Davis

There are all sorts of heroes, and almost none of them will ever have something shiny pinned to their chests.

Dreams are like waves, babe. You have to wait for the right one to come along, the one that has your name on it. And then when it does, you have to get up and ride it.

There are times for holding on in this life and times for letting go. You must learn to know the difference.

There is a grief worse than death. It is the grief of a life half-lived. Not because you don’t know what could have been but because you do.