“I'm not sure we get to choose when or where we find what we're looking for.”

“What happened the day I met your father,' she said, 'is that I learned you ave to choose. For better or for worse. You have to choose what your life is going to look like.”

“It's harder to appreciate what you don't have to look hard to find.”

“We loved each other in the same difficult, unusable way where you took turns doing it, instead of ever managing to do it at the same time.”

“Why could we say more to each other when it counted less?”

“This wasn’t because he liked me, I was sure. It had more to do with him banking on what we of wedding age had all become witnesses to—how during these wedding weekends, single women, feeling a little lonely, maybe, or just feeling a little too far from being the bride, found themselves loosening their own rules, opting to be more flexible, more quickly.”

“Why does it take fear to move you? Why does it take chaos to make us understand exactly what we need to do?”