Sweeter after difficulty.
This is not a romance novel.
My skill is sitting and thinking and eating when I can’t think.
Jungles eat people like us.[to Alan]
I’m a woman. I can’t mansplain anything.[to Alan]
I was so afraid of being hurt by life again that I just stopped living. Couldn’t see the good things in front of me. I’m just so sorry I didn’t see you sooner.[to Alan]