We all eventually become whatever we pretend to hate.

In baseball and sex, cliches are usually true: pitching beats hitting, and people always want to be loved by anyone who doesn't seem to care.

People who talk about their dreams are actually trying to tell you things about themselves they’d never admit in normal conversation.

Observing someone without context amplifies the experience. The more we know, the less we are able to feel.

The thing that has always baffled me about people's perception of my writing is the sense that I'm a very controversial, opinionated, polarizing person. I feel like I write about things that I'm interested in, and I describe why they're interesting to me. I could be negative, I guess. It's far easier to write why something is terrible than why it's good.

Life is rarely about what happened; it's mostly about what we think happened.

I want fake love. But that's all I want, and that's why I can't have it.