I loved the feeling of talking and having somebody really listen to what I have to say. It was like a high or something.

Sometimes it’s like people are a million times more beautiful to you in your mind. It’s like you see them through a special lens—but maybe if it’s how you see them,that’s how they really are.It’s like the whole tree falling in the forest thing.

Here's something else, something important: Love is not transactional. It is not a bank account, you don't always get what you put in. Sometimes you put in so much and get very little return on your investment, at least that you can see right away.

Maybe that was how it was with all first loves. They own a little piece of your heart, always.

He didn't give me flowers or candy. He gave me the moon and the stars. Infinity.

When a person you love dies, it doesn’t feel real. It’s like it’s happening to someone else. It’s someone else’s life. I’ve never been good with the abstract. What does it mean when someone is really truly gone?

It’s hard to throw away history. It was like you were throwing away a part of yourself.