Infatuation's just another word for not seeing clearly. When you start to love a person- that's when they become real

Sometimes, all it takes to become human again is someone who can see you that way, no matter how you present on the surface.

I wonder if, as you get older, you stop missing people so fiercely. Maybe growing up is just focusing on what you've got, instead of what you don't.

I was starting to see that what looks like garbage from one angle might be art from another. Maybe it did take a crisis to get to know yourself; maybe you needed to get whacked hard by life before you understood what you wanted out of it.

You want to write something as good as what you've read.

The first person you fell in love with stole your heart. The first person you made love with stole your soul. And if these were one and the same, you were doomed.

Missed opportunities were never superficial wounds; they cut straight to the bone.