“Charm was the luxury of those who still believed in the essential rightness of things. In purity and picket fences.”
“She wants the kids, the cars, the house, and the white picket fence. I said sure, I can give you a fence.”
“I can't give you the white picket fence, and if I did, you'd set it on fire.”
“Beyond the picket fences and the oil wells, the happy endings, and the fairy tales, is the reality of shattered lives and broken dreams. We carry on.”
“This is the art of courage: to see things as they are and still believe that the victory lies not with those who avoid the bad, but those who taste, in living awareness, every drop of the good.”
“I’d given up on the white picket fence after Kisten had died—finding out my kids would be demons was the nail in the coffin.”