See, as much as you want to hold on to the bitter sore memory that someone has left this world, you are still in it. And the very act of living is a … - Jodi Picoult

See, as much as you want to hold on to the bitter sore memory that someone has left this world, you are still in it

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

Until this moment, I had not realized that someone could break your heart twice, along the very same fault lines.

It was one thing to make a mistake; it was another thing to keep making it. I knew what happened when you let yourself get close to someone, when you started to believe they loved you: you'd be disappointed. Depend on someone, and you might as well admit you're going to be crushed, because when you really needed them, they wouldn't be there. Either that, or you'd confide in them and you added to their problems. All you ever really had was yourself, and that sort of sucked if you were less than reliable.

You know how every now and then, you have a moment where your whole life stretches out ahead of you like a forked road, and even as you choose one gritty path you've got your eyes on the other the whole time, certain that you're making a mistake.