“Maybe, I thought, it's not distance that's the problem, but how you handle it.”
“Maybe, it's not the distance that's the problem, but how you handle it.”
“It's not the lie that's the problem; it's the distance the lie forges between you.”
“Maybe that's what love is, I thought: it's being pissed off.”
“You can't choose your problems. But, you can choose how you handle them.”
“Maybe that's what you got when you stood over your grief, facing it finally. A sense of its depths, its area, the distance across, and the way over or around it, whichever you chose in the end.”