I get it. The things you hope for the most are the things that destroy you in the end.

Maybe that's what history is, you go from one I can't believe it the next. And sometimes the I can't believe its are good, and sometimes they're bad. But the sum total of positive ones always outweighs the negative ones.

when things break, it's not the actual breaking that prevents them from getting back together again. it's because a little piece gets lost -- the two remaining ends couldn't fit together even if they wanted to. the whole shape has changed.

..I've been trying to argue myself into thinking these things don't matter, A. Really,I have. But I've lost the argument. And I can't keep having it, when I know what the real answer is.

Feeling someone else's anger is bad; being left alone is worse.

I immediately suspected there was much more to it than was being said.

you’d think that silence would be peaceful. but really, it’s painful.