My lines all curve. I tend to connect the wrong dots.

Love weaves itself from hundreds of threads.

Answerless questions can destroy you. Move on.

There is no such thing as equality for some. Equality must be for all. That is what freedom is. That is what liberty is. No human being is born more or less important than any other. How can we allow ourselves to forget that? What simpler truth is there?

I love you,” she says. “I love you,” I say. And then we hang up, because nothing else needs to be said after that. I want to give Zara her life back. Even if I feel I deserve something like this, I don’t deserve it at her expense.

He is much stronger than I think I am. He is mischievous, outgoing, ready to soar through the clouds, while I often feel like the cloud itself.

Sometimes the space between knowing what to do and actually doing it is a very short walk. Other times it is an impossible expanse.