For whatever reason, we like to focus on the 2 percent that's different, and most of the conflict in the world comes from that.

I can't pretend to know what love is. It just is.

This is what my voice sounds like I don't need to be talking to someone else To hear it

You're giving up. You're slipping into being miserable and if you are being miserable, then it's all about you again. But it's not all about you. Love doesn't work that way.

Even if neither of us got what we wanted, we found freedom in the third choices.

This is the hard part about having best friends that I feel no attachment to -- I don't give them any benefit of the doubt. And being best friends is always about the benefit of the doubt.

I will be the one to leave you.