Quotes from Barbara Delinsky

opening her home and heart to me again. So maybe being a best friend entailed the ability to forgive.

Obstacles do not block the path, they are the path.

Her husband's voice. He has abused her verbally for so many years that she actually hears him yelling at her. It sends her into a tizzy." "Has she reached the stage where she knows that he isn't really there?" Brianna asked. "Intellectually, yes. Emotionally, no. There are times when she's paralyzed by it.

big part of growing up is learning to be cautious. It's realizing that there are consequences to everything you do.

She described a little town in Maine, not much more than a handful of stores backed up to the shore of a lake. There were huge pine forests, long dirt roads leading to cabins in the woods, and skies so clear you could see the northern lights. She said she would live in one of those cabins and know everyone in town. She thought it would be the simplest, most beautiful life.

No mother loves her children the same. Each one is different.

What about me, Peter?" "You can cook. You can clean. You can be waiting here for me when I get home. I'd think that would be enough." "Well, it's not!

OLIVIA DIDN'T WANT TO SEE SIMON. She didn't know how to deal with what she felt. It was raw physical attraction with no emotional link, and it was totally wrong at

don't value myself

She relived the frantic shopping and packing, the last teary gatherings with friends, the fear of a faceless roommate, the terror of academic failure. She also relived the excitement, because, in hindsight, going to college had been the single most pivotal point in her life.

Still there were times, as Jill whirled through her final preparations, when Emily stood watching her, wondering where the years had gone, wishing them back.

foot—bending stiffly, Jack thought. Steve gave her a single

Turning off the machines is a technicality. Her mind is already gone. Her spirit lingers, but it's tied to her bed because we are. If we want it free, we have to do this for her." Molly heard an echo of her father and saw no inconsistency. Yes, Robin's soul was in heaven. Her spirit, though, was different. It was the part of her that lived on in everyone she left behind. In that regard, what Kathryn said made sense.

Don't touch," she cautioned as she had before. She pulled her mind back down. "I'm fine.

He had forgotten that children were miracles—and it didn't matter that he had originally wanted to wait longer before having a child, he had been in the delivery room when Julia was born. He knew the awe that came with the emergence of a fully formed, perfectly functioning, miniature human being that he had helped make.

You'll always be with me, Mom. Kind of like Jordan's perennials. Every year, something'll bloom in my life to remind me of you. It'll always be different, never the same, but it'll be good. Love lasts.

She scrunched herself around the tickling and giggled. It was a heavenly sound. He moved the bunny back, hopped it forward, tickled her again. The giggling was precious, both in its lack of guile and its spontaneity. He was amazed at how easily it had come.

Hope is the future lined in gold

Aim high, hit high.

onset of slow-creeping mortification

Is it?" I asked. "The past, over and done? Is it ever?" "Ever changed? No. Ever accepted? Yes. It becomes who you are. That doesn't have to be a bad thing.

There is no point in doing something unless you do it well.

gentle curves that had not been

You've got to stop listening to that tiny hysterical voice inside and start listening to the messages your body's been sending for weeks now. The hysterical voice is exactly that. Hysterical. It's highly emotional. It doesn't know the facts, and it's preventing you from seeing and believing them.