Places I Stopped on the Way Home Quotes

“Make sure your identity isn’t based on something you might lose. You are not the size of your waist or your health or your job or someone else’s opinion of you.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“There is almost no way to prepare for how beautiful a place becomes just before you go.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“I am every story I’ve ever read and every word I’ve ever written... I am every man who’s ever hurt me, and the quiet hope that we’ve only got to get it right once.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“Our job is not to create a masterpiece but to give voice to that which only we can give voice to.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“The happiness that follows sadness is never the same as that which came before it.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“I believe in love. In the mess of it and the grace of it and frankly in the mundanity is it. In crawling into bed night after night next to it. Because sometimes you just need a person to be quiet with and sad next to.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“I have this dream in which I am standing on the subway platform and the train is delayed. It has taken entirely too long in coming. And I think maybe, just maybe, I should leave the station and look for a taxi. But I am afraid that the moment I leave, the train will come. When people do ask why I haven’t left New York, this is my best answer... what I do know is that I will leave NY with different dreams than this with which I first arrived. Smaller dreams, simpler dreams - an extra set of hands.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“Some people just need an enemy because it’s the only way they know they are good.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“It turns out that so much of growing up is about walking away from that which is not right in pursuit of something better.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“I want a life that cannot be plotted on spreadsheets or graphs. I want to get married in the mountains with flowers in my hair and a prayer in my eyes.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“Happiness demands its own sort of courage.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“Make sure your identity isn’t based on something you might lose.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“New York - the great 'what if' for so many. An idea and not a city.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“How odd our wants are—how strange it is that fear and desire live together, a mottled border between.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“Existing in this physical form, in this particular moment, is nearly unbearable.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“Heaven must be making a man laugh whenever you want.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“Success doesn’t protect against despair.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“Almost no one loves (NY) but everyone lies about it.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“There is exposure in living one’s life alone.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“New York is a tremendous place to be both young and a woman.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“I want freedom and stability... a very big life made up of the very small things.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“Life is too short and too good to miss. And because it must belong to me before I can choose to share it with anyone else.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“I loved him the way you can only love someone on the first go-round. Foolishly and silently. Because that’s what happens when you fall in love with a man who’s in love with someone somewhere else.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“I am 25, only a few years out of college - still young enough to wear responsibility like an oversize coat I can cast off at a moment’s notice.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“After all, we are going to Paris. Paris, the city with a name so light that to say it feels like little more than an exhalation. Warm breath on a cold window. A little foggy but mostly magic. Paris must not be overthought.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“Hunger is physical of course, but it is many other things besides. A longing to take up space, to want, to need. To fall in love. To establish boundaries. To say “not good enough” or “not this” or “not now.” To change directions. To start again. To fail. To forgive. To be uncompromisingly human.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“Weddings are funny things. Celebrations, and so many people privately reconciling the lives they didn’t get.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“I’ve always thought of the East Side of NY as a terribly lonely place.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“Courage requires first a decision and then a leap... it is almost always in this way that good things happen. One person walks towards another. A small, seemingly unimpressive act that leads to better things.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace

“But what I do know is I will leave New York with different dreams than those with which I first arrived—smaller dreams, simpler ones: an extra set of hands.”
― Meg Fee, Places I Stopped on the Way Home: A Memoir of Chaos and Grace