It's you. You deserve this. There is a reason this is happening to you.

no matter how happy we are, no matter how much we want our night to stretch out infinitely, sleep is inevitable.

What I really want, and what I never get - is to be appreciated.

What's the big deal with France? How come everyone wants to go there? Let me tell you about France. Their music sucks. Their movies suck. Their berets suck. Their croissants are pretty good, but the place overall still sucks.My family went there once on the way to visit Dad's homeland family. EuroDisney. Need I say more?

This is my life, I think. I am an accumulation of objects.

I never understood why anyone would have sex on the floor. Until I was with you and I realized: you don't realize you're on the floor.

It doesn't have to be on Valentine's Day. It doesn't have to be by the time you turn eighteen or thirty-three or fifty-nine. It doesn't have to conform to whatever is usual. It doesn't have to be kismet at once, or rhapsody by the third date. It just has to be. In time. In place. In spirit. It just has to be.