The world, right now, is only us.

It feels like I am wasting time. I mean, that's always the case. My life doesn't add up to anything.

Danger comes in many forms, I suppose. For some people, it might be jumping off a bridge or climbing impossible moutains. For others, it could be a tawdry love affair or telling off a mean-looking bus driver because he doesn't like to stop for noisy teenagers. It could be cheating at cards or eating a peanut even though you're allergic. For me, danger might be getting out from the protective cloak of my family and venturing into the world more of my own, even though I don't know what- or who- awaits me.

We do not start as dust. We do not end as dust. We make more than dust. That's all we ask of you. Make more than dust.

I was sixteen and equipped with the appropriate genitalia, so I cleared that hurdle nicely.

Every time you love someone, you put not just your faith in them, but your faith in everything to the test.

and when he catches me off guard and says 'i love you' i catch him off guard and say 'i need your help.