I wondered if the person who really loves you is the person who knows all your stories, the person who WANTS to know all your stories.

Ask two people to tell you anything, you’ll get two versions. Even easy things like directions, let alone important or semi-controversial topics like why a fight started or what a person was generally like. If you don’t know something for yourself, you just can’t be sure.

He told me that love was the only thing that really mattered in the world.

The casualities seemed to go on and on. Just when I thought I was done losing her, I would find yet another way to love her all over again.

Violence should not always beget more violence.

Tragedy is when someone ends up dead. Everything else is just a bump in the road. For the record, that was something Daddy used to say.

I was just thinking... isn't it lucky that we decided to become co-editors? If one takes a blow to the head, the other can fill in. If the other's lung spontaneoulsy collapses, the one can fill in. It's a perfect system once you think about it." ~Will Landsman