He's right, I'm afraid. There's a part of me that wants to let him in but then I feel myself put up this wall and I don't understand why. Maybe that's what strikes me most about him, that despite everything he's suffered he can still look at life in the most uncomplicated way. I've never known that kind of faith. It makes me so sad that people who have lost everything can still be open to love, while I, who's lost nothing, can not.
- Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants