It's like, you know how sometimes you see a really sexy baby? Wait.

Do I really have to find a word for it? Can't it just be what it is?

I see Nick's number. I debate whether to assign a name to his number. If I commit to that, then I will truly be heartbroken if he never calls me again; my heart will knot each and every time I use this phone and see his name in there. I would probably end up having to trash the phone entirely.

I had no idea what I wanted, only that I wanted something, which is the worst kind of wanting.

It's like you're a character in this book that everyone around you is writing, and suddenly you have to say, 'I'm sorry, but this role isn't right for me'. And you have to start writing your own life and doing your own thing.

I just needed to realize that style was like personality - it didn't always have to be consistent; it just had to be something you lived with.

For I have never wanted a lover, but I have always wanted to love, and to be loved.