These days, you’ve gotta milk a dollar out of every dime.

Life might take you down different roads. But each of you gets to decide which one to take.

If you stay, I'll do whatever you want. I'll quit the band, go with you to New York. But if you need me to go away, I'll do that, too. I was talking to Liz and she said maybe coming back to your old life would be too painful, that maybe it'd be easier for you to erase us. And that would suck, but I'd do it. I can lose you like that if I don't lose you today. I'll let you go. If you stay.

Traveling is not something you are good at. It is something you do. Like breathing.

...no way through it but through it," I tell myself.

I know. So, I was angry with you. I didn't know why. I was angry with the world. I did know why. I hated all my therapists for being useless. I was this little ball of self-destructive fury, and none of them could do anything but tell me that I was a little ball of self-destructive fury. [...] I knew I was angry. Tell me what to do with that anger, please.

Loving someone is such an inherently dangerous act. And yet, love, that’s where safety lives.