Ignorance is not bliss. Bliss is knowing the full meaning of what you have been given.

I can't pretend to know what love is. It just is.

i have to cross the river of extreme awkwardness in order to get to the paradise on the other side.

There is no reason that we should ever be ashamed of our bodies or ashamed of our love.

Most people, I've noticed, are instinctively harsh to strangers. They expect every approach to be an attack, every question to be an interruption.

Which is more stubborn, the love or the two arguing people caught within it?

I will never have a photograph of her to carry around in my pocket. I will never have a letter in her handwriting, or a scrap-book of everything we've done. I will never share an apartment with her in the city. I will never know if we are listening to the same song at the same time. We will not grow old together. I will not be the person she calls when she's in trouble. She will not be the person I call when I have stories to tell. I will never be able to keep anything she's given to me.