nobody is like anybody else. that's why nobody gets along with anybody else.

when there's an elephant in the room, you can't pretend it isn't there and just discuss the ants.

i want to look at all my tears, she said. which made me shiver

...and she said we all had to find God inside ourselves, in the things we loved most.

the whole idea of boys being people you would actually choose to spend time with was pretty much totally incomprehensible to me. i could never think of anything to say to them, and they seemed equally dumbstruck by my presence.

But you can only lie about who you are for so long without going crazy.

I trust the red sun setting, the leafless November trees. On Monday morning I look foward fearlessly to Friday’s eve. But humans are not as reliable as nature, as trees. I wonder if you’ll come back; I trust only that you leave.