I feel such a tenderness for these vulnerable nighttime conversations, the way words take a different shape in the air when there's no light in the room.

I find my greatest strengths in wanting ti be strong. I find my greatest bravery in deciding to be brave.

My face seems too square and my eyes too big, like I'm perpetually surprised, but there's nothing wrong with me that I can fix.

It's one thing to fall in love. It's another to feel someone else fall in love with you, and to feel a responsibility toward that love.

I don’t want to know anything, and I want to know it all

Then I go in the den and turn on Law & Order, since the only thing i can really count on in life is that whenever I turn on the TV, there will be a Law & Order episode.

We walk into a bar, and you're aware of all the eyes on you. We walk into a bar, and I'm aware of all the eyes on you, too. For you, this translate into confidence. But me? All I can feel is doubt.