No one actually needs another person or another person's love to survive. Love is when we have irrationally convinced ourselves that we do.

Since i couldn't remember the "real" first time i'd lost my virginity, this would have become my de facto first time. I wanted a better story then: I did it with this boy who i wasn't very into and who had mysterious Gaterade breath; in his room decorated with sports equipment; at least he was nice enough to provide condoms and get his ancient, horny dog to leave us along.

If you are going to forgive a person, Liz decides, it is best to do it sooner rather than later. Later, Liz knows from experience, could be sooner than you thought.

A life isn't measured in hours and minutes. It's the quality, not the length.

Daddy always said you only explained things to the people that actually mattered.

What were you like," I asked her. "we're you happy? Or were you smiling because they told you to?

It was such a sweet, sad song with such sweet, sad lyrics. Old-fashioned a little, but also timeless.