We are young and the night is young. We are in the middle of somewhere and we are feeling everything.
I have never told anyone the truth. I have never come close.
That’s the law I’ve set down for myself – don’t disrupt the life you’re living in. Leave it as close to the same as you can.
We are breathing at the same pace, our chests rising and falling in unison. We have no need to whisper, because at this distance, all we need is thought.
I had never really thought of marriages as things that involved liking. I had just assumed this man-woman arrangement was yet another adult quirk, like flossing.
Failure is always louder than success. But there is an accumulation of all the things you don’t do wrong, and that becomes your confidence. You can even get to the point where that confidence lasts longer than the dance. Seconds at first. Then minutes. Then maybe it’ll be there when you’re walking into a party, or meeting people after a show. You know you have something desirable, and you know you can move.
We think of the boys we kissed, the boys we screwed, the boys we loved, the boys who didn’t love us back, the boys who were with us at the end, the boys who were with us beyond the end. Love is so painful, how could you ever wish it on anybody? And love is so essential, how could you ever stand in its way?
I’m never going to figure it out, any more than a normal person will figure out his or her own existence. After a while, you have to be at peace with the fact that you simply are. There is no way to know why. You can have theories, but there will never be proof.
The car can smile all it wants, but that doesn’t mean you can see the driver’s expression.
I don’t want to be the strong one, but I don’t want to be the weak one, either.
We lost track of time because we felt like time had lost track of us.
A city presents many different faces, and it is up to the traveller to assemble the proper composite.
It’s so much easier when we’re talking about things that are real.
Because you also want to be on the other side of the window, living life instead of just thinking about it.
If we don’t fight other people’s curses, what are we left with? Just a swift fall to the earth, and where’s the meaning in that?
We often believe the truest measure of a relationship is the ability to lay ourselves bare. But there’s something to be said for parading your plumage as well, finding truth as much in the silly as the severe. Your humor is your compass and your shield. You can hone it into a weapon or you can pull its strands out to make your very own cotton-candy blanket. You can’t exist on a diet of humor alone, but you can’t exist on a diet without it, either.
The quiet times are the ones to hold on to.
No, Tiny. Words. Passion. The danger of falling in love is you mistakenly believe the loved one is the only source of passion in your life. But there is passion everywhere. In music. In words. In the stories you tell and the stories you see. Find passion everywhere, and share it widely. Don’t narrow it down to one thin line.
Waking is hard, and waking is glorious. We watch as you stir, then as you stumble out of your beds. We know that gratitude is the last thing on your mind. But you should be grateful. You’ve made it to another day.
Yes, our situations are different. But we’re both human, and that means we both have the nearly infinite potential to mess things up, and need a nearly infinite amount of patience and grace in order to be the people we should be.