College wasn't like the real world. In the real world people dropped names based on their renown. In college, people dropped names based on their obscurity.

We knew the pain of winter rushing up your skirt, and the ache of keeping your knees together in class, and how drab and infuriating it was to jump rope while the boys played baseball. We could never understand why the girls cared so much about being mature, or why they felt compelled to compliment each other.

But what humans forget, cells remember. The body, that elephant

That was the deal basically: catatonia without; frenzy within

I'm constantly having doubts and moments of depression and then excitement and then back into the slough of despond.

Paris was a museum displaying exactly itself.

The perishable nature of love is what gives love its profound importance in our lives. If it were endless, if it were on tap, love wouldn't hit us the way it does.