"I always wondered why God was supposed to be a father,"she whispers. Fathers always want you to measure up to something. Mothers are the ones who love you unconditionally, don't you think?"
"The damage was permanent; there would always be scars. But even the angriest scars faded over time until it was difficult to see them written on the skin at all, and the only thing that remained was the memory of how painful it had been."
"My mother... she is beautiful, softened at the edges and tempered with a spine of steel. I want to grow old and be like her."
"Take it from me: love has all the lasting permanence of a rainbow- beautiful while it's there, and just as likely to have disappeared by the time you blink."
"When you love someone you let them take care of you."
"Once you had put the pieces back together, even though you may look intact, you were never quite the same as you'd been before the fall."