Mad Honey

by Jodi Picoult

We are so lucky to have our children, even for a little while, but we take them for granted. We make the stupid assumption that as long as we are here, they will be, too, though that’s never been part of the contract.

you don’t ever recover from losing someone you love—even the ones you leave behind because you’re better off without them.

People always talk about how their love for you is unconditional. Then you reveal your most private self to them, and you find out how many conditions there are in unconditional love.

Where is the line between keeping something private, and being dishonest?

Even if someone is violent, or a liar; even if he breaks your heart

every time you hand it to him—that doesn’t necessarily stop you from loving him. The two are not mutually exclusive.