Why would someone do this to him? I don't understand why.
I have to remember him by pictures, by what we did, that's not fair. That's not fair at all.
They need to suffer like we're all suffering because we lost a good guy.
Preston wanted to be the dad he didn't know. So when we first found out [we were pregnant], I remember it was late, he ran outside, he was just screaming, because he was just so happy.
Excuses are the tools with which persons with no purpose in view build for themselves great monuments of nothing.
(January 14, 1981 - )
Life is growth. If we stop growing, technically and spiritually, we are as good as dead.
(December 14, 1883 - April 26, 1969)
I wonder if any of them can tell from just looking at me that all I am is the sum total of my pain, a raw woundedness so extreme that it might be terminal. It might be terminal velocity, the speed of the sound of a girl falling down to a place from where she can't be retrieved. What if I am stuck down here for good?