We hold hands as we walk through town. If anybody notices, nobody cares. I know we all like to think of the heart as the center of the body but at this moment, every conscious part of me is in the hand that he holds. It is through that hand, that feeling, that I experience everything else.

Breathing is hard. When you cry so much, it makes you realize that breathing is hard.

He has no idea how beautiful the ordinary becomes once it disappears.

This is the thing they don't tell you about being a third wheel - it's not like you're the wheel that's added on. You were one of the original two wheels, but suddenly you're not so important anymore. The relationship drives fine without you.

When you live as I do, you cannot indulge in jealousy. If you do, it will rip you apart.

Let’s make plans,” I ventured. And Sofia smiled and said, “No, let’s leave it to chance.

The minute I knew I was in love was the minute when there was no question about it.