How could I pretend to be someone else when I was already failing at being the person I already was?

But it turns out that even if I don’t talk a lot, when it’s something that matters I still have a lot to say.

It kind of struck me how great it would be to go out with a guy that size. And if you, you know, got tired of dating him, you could always use him as a house or something.

What is a staircase, but a corridor improved by elevation?

And I have to tell you, as tough as farming is, the idea of farming when you’re losing money year after year... that’s not life even, that’s like death. That’s eternal damnation.

She says you're not truly human until you've had your heart broken and you've broken someone's heart.

So what if Brian made me feel like fireworks were going off inside me. He could also make me feel like a big fat clod of heartsick dirt. It was like he could take any emotion I had and make it ten times stronger. Which is great when it's happiness but pretty darn awful if it's anything sad.