Then again, what are liars if not great magicians?

Maybe it was wrong, or maybe impossible, but I wanted the truth to be one thing. One solid thing.

It took me years to figure out that upset was upset, and tumultuousness was not the same thing as passion. Love isn't drama.

Cars are all jammed up all along the road and a light turns red and someone honks. In every one of those cars there is a story or a hundred stories. For every light on in al of those huge city buildings there is a story. No one knows what I am about to face and no one knows my story and neither do I right then.

I don’t know why we do it. But sometimes we just swim straight for the net.

To an untrained eye, need and love were as easily mistaken for each other as the real master's painting and a forgery.

Maybe some people just had trouble with forever.