Life was creepy and people were creepier.
Don’t make someone burn, and then try to douse the flames with the things you should have done. Those regrets are gasoline not water.
Sadie is keeping the baby, of course, because her dad is a minister, and she is pro-life. Not pro-abstinence.
Sadness is an emotion you can trust. It is stronger than all of the other emotions. It makes happiness look fickle and untrustworthy. It pervades, lasts longer, and replaces the good feelings with such an eloquent ease you don’t even feel the shift until you are suddenly wrapped in its chains.
I was in the middle of an existential crisis and he was making me his person. How could he afford to be that honest? I was cheap. I fell for it because most of us just really want to be wanted.
I kind of like being single. You’re not responsible to tell anyone where you are or who you’re with. It’s freedom and loneliness, exhilaration and inner calm. You don’t have to shave.
I was afraid of him. He was outplaying me, plucking all of my weapons from my fingers and making me feel like a toothless tiger.
Just because you hurt my damn feelings doesn’t mean I want you to go,” he said. “My feelings are my problem, not yours.
No necesitas nada de nadie, a menos que sea el tipo de amor que te elige primero, siempre.
I would give anything to have that memory back – to see what it was like between us when we loved each other enough to believe it was forever. – Silas Nash.
I laugh and go back to looking at my magazine. Actually, it’s not really a magazine. It’s a math journal, because I’m super cool like that.
I loved flawed art. Michelangelo’s statue of Lorenzo with its warped base that rose to accommodate his foot, the Mona Lisa’s missing eyebrows. Flaws were seriously underrated. They were beautiful if you looked at them just so.
I imagine that being wanted is the greatest feeling. A feeling that solidifies your stay in this life, justifies it.
Trying to walk away from something you love is like trying to drown yourself. You want to, but it’s unnatural to not crave air. Your body demands it; your mind says you need it. Eventually you break to the surface, gasping and unable to deny yourself that basic need of air. Of love. Of fierce desire.
People leave – that’s what I was used to – but Isaac showed up.
Margo,” he says into my hair. “I’ll save you, if you save me.
When you spend extraordinary amounts of time pushing someone away, their reaction to your apology tends to be slow.
I just want you to know that aside from any degree you get, or what job you get, or any accomplishment you make in life, you changed mine. You have that thing about you that changes other people.
Mantras sounded better in Latin. Repeat any phrase in the educated fancy-pants language most of the ancient philosophers used, you sounded like a goddamn genius. Repeat the same phrase in English, you sounded like a loon.
Who wants to survive without truth?