Garden Spells

You are who you are, whether you like it or not, so why not like it?

She looked like autumn, when leaves turned and fruit ripened.

She was so Southern that she cried tears that came straight from the Mississippi, and she always smelled faintly of cottonwood and peaches.

The next morning dawned bright and sweet, like ribbon candy.

It was like the way you wanted sunshine on Saturdays, or pancakes for breakfast. They just made you feel good.

When you're happy for yourself, it fills you. When you're happy for someone else, it pours over. It was almost too bright to watch.

Life is about experience... You can't hold on to everything

Being left makes you doubt your ability to keep people, even friends.

Memories, even hard memories, grew soft like peaches as they grow older.

She sometimes thought she was going crazy. Her first thought when she woke up was always how to get him out of her thoughts. And she would keep watch, hoping to see him next door, while plotting ways to never have to see him again.

When you have to do something, you have to do it. Putting it off only makes it worse. Believe me, I know.

When you know something’s wrong, but you don’t know exactly what it is, the air around you changes.

When people believe you have something to give, something no one else has, they'll go to great lengths and pay a lot of money for it.

Sometimes people who had been together for a long time got to imagining that things used to be better, even when they weren't.

Some of the best people i know are fools', Evanelle said. 'The strongest people I know.

Love always hurts. That’s one thing I know you know. But it’s worth it. That’s what you don’t know. Yet.

Men. You can't live with them, you can't shoot them.

I should let people in. If they leave, they leave. If I break, I break. It happens to everyone. Right?

But surprises were nothing new to her. Like opening a can of mushroom soup and finding tomato instead; be grateful and eat it anyway.

Don't let anyone see your vulnerable spots. Once they knew how to hurt you, they would do it again and again.

Some people don't know how to fall in love, like not knowing how to swim. They panic first when they jump in. Then they figure it out.

Summer was a lady who didn't give up her spotlight easily.

He stared up at the moon, which looked like a giant hole in the sky, letting light through to the other side.

There was an art to the male posterior. That's all there was to it.

I'll give you one day at a time, Claire. But remember, I'm thousands of days ahead already.

Everything had felt so precarious since her mother's death, like she was walking on a bridge made of paper.

Sometimes people who had been together for a long time got to imagining that things used to be better, even when they weren’t. Memories, even hard memories, grew soft like peaches as they got older.

All my life I've chased dreams of what could be. For the first time in my life, I've actually caught one.

All this from one kiss. If we ever make love, I'm going to need a week to recover.

Take one man, one foolish woman, put them together in a bowl and stir.