Sé en ese momento qué me ha dado, y no es una silla. Es una invitación, una bienvenida, el conocimiento de que soy aceptada. No me ha dado un sitio para sentarme. Me ha dado un sitio al que pertenecer.

“I'm tired of being responsible for other people's misery. I can't even put up w…”

“I reach up to brush my hair back out of my eyes so I can look around and attemp…”

“Maybe if I could have lived with that slight imperfection, I wouldn't be living…”

“But you can only go so long being angry before you learn to hate.”