How genius to call them thumbnails, because what part of the body tells us less?
Everything – the section of comfortable chairs in the middle, the long colourful chains that dangled lights from the ceiling – seemed designed to make you feel like you were part of something larger, without actually being made to feel small.
The fewer connections you have to the world, the easier it is to leave.
I like whatever it is that makes you the person you are.
Like everyone else, Avery considers his inner world to be a scary, convoluted, inscrutable place. It is one thing to show someone your best, cleanest version. It’s quite another to make him aware of your deeper, jagged self.
Picture me however you want to picture me. Because odds are that’ll be more true than any of the bodies you see me in.
Reading is not life. Reading is creating life in your head. And that can only help you so much in a storm.
There are friends, but they are people to spend time with, not people to share time with. There’s a false beast that takes the form of instinct and harps on the pointlessness of everything that happens.
Most of the time, I feel like a perpetual smudge. My lines all curve. I tend to connect the wrong dots.
It’s hard being in the body of someone you don’t like, because you still have to respect it.
We have defied the day as it was set out for us.
Het is al te gemakkelijk om te zeggen dat ik me onzichtbaar voel. Dat is ook niet waar. Ik voel me pijnlijk zichtbaar en totaal genegeerd.
Ik verbaas me altijd over mensen die weten dat iets fout is, maar dat proberen te negeren, alsof het foute daardoor zou verdwijnen.
Most of the time I manage to forget to be afraid. But sometimes I think, ‘This could be is,’ and I move forward anyway.
The tenderness between two people can turn the air tender, the room tender, time itself tender.
The joy is in remembering; the pain is in knowing it was yesterday.
I never said a bad word about him. The whole time the two of your were together. Not one bad thing.
And just like that, I knew what I wanted. Something I had always wanted. But it was so unrealistic it hadn’t even made it to my wish list.
Its hard for her. Every answer starts with the phrase I don’t know. But most of the time she does know...
The first sentence of the truth is always the hardest.