“Trust is weird,” my mother said. “People give it too easily, most of the time. Because somebody is attractive, they expect him to be good or honest. Or like pushy salesmen—somebody who carefully makes you feel like you’re emotionally obligated… — Kristen D. Randle Copy Share Image
“It’s not easy to love someone, but really, really not want anything of what they are to rub off on you.” — Kristen D. Randle Copy Share Image
“And then I did the stupidest thing I’ve ever done. “They’re not here,” I said. I knew, as the words left my mouth, that… — Kristen D. Randle Copy Share Image
“You coming?” he asked her, leaning in through the door. And then he finally really looked at me. He came to a complete halt—not… — Kristen D. Randle Copy Share Image
“I was thinking about his hands on me. Nobody had ever treated me like that. Not ever. But now they had. And how was… — Kristen D. Randle Copy Share Image
“So every person sets up his own rules, and then uses them to judge everybody else. You just have to realize that.There is no… — Kristen D. Randle Copy Share Image
“You are what you believe you are.We make images in our minds of what will be based on what we believe or want, what… — Kristen D. Randle Copy Share Image
“I'm convinced that each human being more or less builds his own reality. You are what you believe you are. We make images in… — Kristen D. Randle Copy Share Image
“I’m always buried in something. But I love you. I try to listen to what’s going on. If you need me, just—bring in a… — Kristen D. Randle Copy Share Image
“Which made me laugh, of course. If you ever want to get truly hysterical, just get really, really scared, and then have somebody say… — Kristen D. Randle Copy Share Image
“There is a difference,” I said stiffly, “between being naive and being innocent.” — Kristen D. Randle Copy Share Image
“I miss you. You don’t know how much I miss you. You don’t know how my heart sinks inside me when I think how… — Kristen D. Randle Copy Share Image
“I walked Sam up to his door and gave him a huge hug. He looked me over in the porch light and leaned over—just… — Kristen D. Randle Copy Share Image
“I forgot all about him and lost myself in the story.That's what I love about films and good books- you can climb right into… — Kristen D. Randle Copy Share Image
