“Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses and sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses and shade of the sheets and before all the stains and a few more of your least favorite things...”
“She knew then that white was more than a color: It was a cold, pale shade of understanding that seems to take all of your hope away.”
“I have discovered with advancing years that few things are entirely black or white, but more often different shades of grey.”
“Everything about her was warm and soft and scented; even the stains of her grief became her as raindrops do the beaten rose.”
“I wish I was your favorite girl, I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world, I wish I was your favorite smile, I wish the way I dressed was your favorite kind of style”
“Nothing takes the romance and grandeur out of life than scrubbing stains out of sheets.”