Once you hear something, you can never return to the time before you heard it.
Isn’t it strange how upset people get about a few dozen baseball players taking growth hormones, when we’re doing what were doing to our food animals and feeding them to our children?
She saw through the shell of me into the center of me.
She felt as if she were brimming, always producing and hoarding more love inside her. But there was no release.
Nothing is beautiful and true.
Sometimes one simply wants to disappear.
Years were passing through the spaces between moments.
In the end, everyone loses everyone. There was no invention to get around that.
What were we spending so much time doing if not getting to know each other?
I would have done anything for him. Maybe that was my sickness.
It was terrible. All of the things we couldn’t share. The room was filled with conversations we weren’t having.
Our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure.
I started carrying blank books like this one around, which I would fill with all the things I couldn’t say...
You have to do something bad to do something good.
The end of suffering does not justify the suffering, what a mess I am, I thought, what a fool, how foolish and narrow, how worthless, how pinched and pathetic, how helpless.
To feel alone is to be alone.
His voice was handsome and broken, like a cobblestone street.
It’s a rule that we never listen to sad music, we made that rule early on, songs are as sad as the listener, we hardly ever listen to music.
Maybe I’ll try to be more patient with morons.
I kept thinking how they were all names of dead people, and how names are basically the only thing dead people keep.