There's a strange sensation - you recall it from childhood - about sleeping in the afternoon. You rise into a different world from the one in which you lay down. The shadows have been rearranged. There's a sensation of sad… — Jacquelyn Mitchard Copy Share Image
“It was like a lucky pebble kept in my pocket that got so shined up from rubbing against the denim that no one could… — Jacquelyn Mitchard Copy Share Image
Here is how it is for women. We become our schedules. That starts to feel good. Then it starts to feel necessary. Then it… — Jacquelyn Mitchard Copy Share Image
“You have that syndrome that chronically sick kids get, like overdeveloped conscience syndrome," she announced. "You made that up." Juliet laughed. "I did. You… — Jacquelyn Mitchard Copy Share Image
When someone you love that much leaves you behind there isn't as much of you left to die when your own time comes. — Jacquelyn Mitchard Copy Share Image
“It was an epiphany, the kind only a horrible trauma can induce.” — Jacquelyn Mitchard Copy Share Image
It's faith that really takes the courage, the belief in things unseen. — Jacquelyn Mitchard Copy Share Image
our sons and daughters are only passing through. ... If we are lucky, they always will consider our home their harbor, but they are… — Jacquelyn Mitchard Copy Share Image
Friendship for me is made from a tapestry of personalities, each of whom shares a part of all I care about. — Jacquelyn Mitchard Copy Share Image
Nothing better for the hormones and worse for the heart than the right boy at the right time. — Jacquelyn Mitchard Copy Share Image
