He was uncomplicated and upbeat and easy. At one point, I might have thought these traits made him a simpleton, but now I think they just translate to happiness.

Some of my very closest friends are my guy friends, going back to the third grade, so I believe in the integrity of the male-female friendship.

I don’t know. She was a sweet girl. As sweet as they come. I don’t know why I didn’t love her. It’s something you can’t really control.

How different this moment feels, for so many reasons. I tell myself that no two loves are identical - but that I don't have to compare anymore.

I miss him in so many ways, but right now I miss him in the way you always miss someone when you're single among a room full of couples.

There are two kinds of women--those who eat in a crisis and those who lose their appetite in a crisis.

You’ll never regret being a good friend.