What I learned The well-documented difference Between alone and lonely The comfort of knowing

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

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

Measure the hope of that moment, that feeling. Everything else will be measured against it.

Are you a vegetarian?' I ask, based on the evidence in front of me. She nods. 'Why?' 'Because I have this theory that when we die, every animal that we've eaten has a chance at eating us back. So if you're a carnivore and you add up all the animals you've eaten--well, that's a long time in purgatory, being chewed.' 'Really?' She laughs. 'No. I'm just sick of the question. I mean, I'm a vegetarian because I think it's wrong to eat other sentient creatures. And it sucks for the environment.

I wake up thinking of yesterday. The joy is in remembering; the pain is in knowing it was yesterday.

This is what you do now to give your day topography--scan the boxes, read the news, see the chain of your friends reporting about themselves, take the 140-character expository bursts and sift through for the information you need. It's a highly deceptive world, one that constantly asks you to comment but doesn't really care what you have to say. The illusion of participation can sometimes lead to participation. But more often than not, it only leads to more illusion, dressed in the guise of reality.