But you have to figure that if it’s too hard to hang on, then maybe you should let go.

You made me lose my appetite, Boomer." "My mom tells me that all the time. Your family must be just like mine!

I just needed to realize that style was like personality - it didn't always have to be consistent; it just had to be something you lived with.

Love weaves itself from hundreds of threads.

Maybe language is kind, giving us these double meanings. Maybe it's trying to teach us a lesson, that we can always be two things at once.

With some people ,the minute you start talking, it feels like you've known them for years. It only means that you were supposed to meet sooner. You're feeling all the time you should have known each other, but didn't. That time still counts. You can definitely feel it.

I am learning that a life isn't real unless someone else knows its reality. And I want my life to be real.