Quitting’s not hard. Deciding to quit is hard. Once you make that mental leap, the rest is easy.” “Really? Was that how you quit me?

In the calculus of feelings, you never really know how one person's absence will affect you more than another's.

Her eyes flutter up to meet mine. “Are you hungry?”she asks. Am I ever.

I can’t imagine what it would be like to have had her company in my head—the comfort that would’ve brought.

I think everything is happening all the time, but if you don't put yourself in the path of it, you miss it.

Life is a big fat gigantic stinking mess, that's the beauty of it, too.

And yes, it was a high school romance, but it was still the kind of romance where I thought we were trying to find a way to make it forever.