How can you spend hours every day trying in small ways to figure out who you are, then have a near-stranger give you a sentence of yourself that says it better than you ever could?

We just want to walk. Our legs need to move to keep our minds from collapsing.

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

Two infinities: the one that stretches to the beginning but never touches-when you halve and halve and halve, infinitely-and then the one that spreads out into the endless, endless future, the endless, endless, distance.The set of infinities that is itself infinite.

Even if you were green and had a beard and a male appendage between your legs. Even if your eyebrows were orange and you had a mole covering your entire cheek and a nose that poked me in the eye every time I kissed you. Even if you weighed seven hundred pounds and had hair the size of a Doberman under your arms. Even then, I would love you.

You made me lose my appetite, Boomer." "My mom tells me that all the time. Your family must be just like mine!

He was attractive. I knew that. And I knew that attractive people always got away with things.