When you're on your own, you look for signs. Sometimes you make them up, sometimes they're actually there, but most of the time you can't tell the difference from the two.

Alone or not, you gotta walk forward.

She wanted to be irresponsible, she wanted to be looked after, to be told that she didn't have to worry about a thing and that someone else would take care of everything. How easy life would be without having grown-up problems to worry about. And then she could grow up all over again.

I think I need to face what I could have been in order to understand and accept what I am.

the important thing is not what we (look) like,but the role we play in our best friend's life.

Oh, that fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity.

Their plan had been very simple: to stay together for the rest of their lives.