Eat Pray Love became my instant bible when I read it (and re-read) it over and over. I went to Italy for a month and a half because of this book. I believed that inner work would lead to true love like it did in this book. Ah, youth.

But, as the saying goes, Happy endings are just stories that haven’t finished yet. So although the author’s life has veered in a very different direction than her happy ending indicated, I will still savor the words on the pages.

(I’ll just pretend I don’t know how it all turned out.)