"Maybe who we are isn't so much about what we do, but rather what we're capable of when we least expect it."
"If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?"
"It's disappointing to know that someone can see right through you."
"Normal, in our house, is like a blanket too short for a bed--sometimes it covers you just fine, and other times it leaves you cold and shaking; and worst of all, you never know which of the two it's going to be."
"And the very act of living is a tide; at first it seems to make no difference at all, and then one day you look down and see how much pain has eroded"
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