He was the most ordinary man in all the world, and yet in her memory he'd become luminous, like the prince in a fairy tale.
It was April in Minneapolis and snowing, the flakes coming down in thick swirls enchanting the city
(I)t was Lady who saved my mother's life. Lady, who made it possible for her not only to walk away from my father, but also to keep going. Horses were my mother's religion. It was them she wanted to be with all those Sundays as a child, when she'd been made to put on dresses to go to mass.
There are so many torturous things in this life. Don't let a man who doesn't love you be one of them.
At which point, at long last, there was the actual doing it, quickly followed by the grim realization of what it meant to do it, followed by the decision to quit doing it because doing it was absurd and pointless and ridiculously difficult and far more than I expected doing it would be and I was profoundly unprepared to do it.
Trusting yourself means living out what you already know to be true.