I want to be someone strong and brave enough to make hard choices. But I want to be fair and loving enough to make the right ones.

Are you happy, Ivy?' he asks, surprising me.
In my whole life, I don't think anyone ever asked me that question.

He knows me better than anyone ever has. Than anyone ever will again. I would have stopped it if I could have. But I've learned the hard way, we can't choose who we love. Love chooses us. Love doesn't care about what's convenient or easy or planned. Love has its own agenda and all we can do is get out of its way.

There are only two choices. Stay here and die. Or get up and see what happens next.

So long as we are brave enough to accept the consequences of our actions, no one can take away our freedom of choice.

Bravery is a willing decision to do what must be done. Fear is a cancer that is cured only by doing what must be done, backed by an intelligent, open mind.