you couldn't talk yourself into love any more than you could talk yourelf out of it.

I'm making out with a dead girl in my dreams. I'm screwing women I have no business screwing. I'm pushing away the one person who actually gives a damn about me. It's like the Bermuda Triangle of heartache and I'm sinking fast.

This is New York, babe. Be ready to expect anything.

If you're around someone who makes you feel good, you have to go for it. Don't hold back.

Another chapter closes before it has the chance to begin

There was a strange kind of comfort in misunderstandings and differences that were old enough to have lost their teeth.

Some people say that suicide is a sin, but I have never believed that. I say it's God's way of calling certain folks home early. It's much nicer than an awful accident, where the rest of us are left wondering if the person really wanted to go.