We are so used to releasing words. We don't know what to do with them if they stay.

She asked me what was wrong, and I told her I had to end it. She was surprised, and asked my why I thought so. I told her it wasn't a thought, more a feeling, like I couldn't breathe and knew I had to get some air. It was a survival instinct, I told her. She said it was time for dinner. Then she sat me down and told me not to worry. She said moments like this were like waking up in the middle of the night: You're scared, your'e disoriented, and you're completely convinced you're right. But then you stay awake a little longer and you realize things aren't as fearful as they seem.

Your life is inescapable. Unless you decide to escape it.

Ted is smart and good-looking, but he doesn't use it to good effect, like a rich person that never gives to charity.

stanchion, n. I don't want to be the strong one, but I don't want to be the weak one either. Why does it feel like it's always one or the other? When we embrace, one of us is always holding the other a little tighter.

We do not start as dust. We do not end as dust. We make more than dust. That's all we ask of you. Make more than dust.

having someone think of me that way was like discovering a new window in the room i'd lived in all my life.