A door opens to me. I go in and am faced with a hundred closed doors. - Antonio Porchia

A few weeks ago at Starbucks, I somehow wound up in conversation with a girl of only sixteen years. She was in love with her best friend (male) and was agonizing over how to tell him.

"Don't," I said. "Are you friends?"
"Yeah, we tell each other everything, and we hang out all the time, and we trust each other..."
"Good. Don't tell him."