But I want to feel like life matters. I had something real with you, but then the realness scared me. I decided to go for other things instead.

I still don’t know if this is a good quality or a bad one, to be able to be in the moment and then step out of it.

Here," she said. "This is for you." "I didn't really get you anything," I sputtered. "I mean, I didn't know that you were going to be here, and--" "Don't worry. It's your embarrassment at not having the thought that counts.

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

Sharing truth is not the kind of gift that comes in wrapping paper - ripped open once and, there, you're done. No, this is a gift that must be unfolded.

Are you going to be playing for the pure thrill of unreluctant desire?

There is no word for our kind of friendship. Two people who don't see each other a lot, but can make each other effortlessly happy