Daniel?" "Yes." "Did you ever think we were meant not to be together?" "No. We are meant to be together. We are just meant to want it very badly.

It was hard to feel the right emotions at the right times. They didn’t come at all when you set a place for them, and they sacked when you weren’t ready, when you were just innocently flossing your teeth, for example, or eating a bowl of cereal.

She'd cried over a broken heart before. She knew what that felt like, and it didn't feel like this. Her heart felt not so much broken as just ... empty. It felt like she was an outline empty in the middle. The outline cried senselessly for the absent middle. The past cried for the present that was nothing.

A loving soul was always more beautiful over the long haul, but actual prettiness was fleeting.

The phone was her worst enemy and her best friend but she never knew which until she answered it.

I did love her. I've loved her from the first time I saw her.

But then she hadn’t just learned to love this summer – she had also learned how to need.