He doesn’t just look upset—he looks newly blind. There is such loss in his eyes, and it permeates every other part of his body.

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

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

You think you know your possibilities. Then other people come into your life and suddenly there are so many more.

All I get is tomorrow.

When it all come down to it, the thing that matters most in a relationship is principles [...] We have the same idea what’s right and what’s wrong, and that’s got us through any number of things. If you can have that with someone, then you’re most of the way toward love. Not just lover-love. Any kind of love.

aloof, adj. It has always been my habit, ever since junior high school, to ask that question: “What are you thinking?” It is always an act of desperation, and I keep on asking, even though I know it will never work the way I want it to.