It is very hard to stay alive just for your own sake. It is very hard to stare into day after day without another familiar face staring back. It turns your heart into a purposeless muscle.

It's the secret smile you get from knowing that, somewhere, there is someone who is yours. Not in the sense that you own her or control her. She is yours because you can say anything to her, whenever you need to. And she can do the same, whenever she needs to.

I want to write my life. I want to be able to write my life. You are a second away from saying it. You have no idea how much I love you.

Told her she was beautiful. Didn't give up when she didn't believe me.

After tiny has tried ballerina pose, swing-batter-batter pose, pump-up-the-jam pose, and top-of-the-mountain-sound-of-music pose in the reflection of the bean, he walks us to a bench overlooking lake shore drive.

We all contain mysteries, especially when seen from the inside.

i have to cross the river of extreme awkwardness in order to get to the paradise on the other side.