I feel the way bank robbers must feel before they go out on that last job that ends up getting them all killed. That is to say, optimistic.

Kissing girls is easy, like breaking windows.

I'd rather die terrified than live forever.

I live to feel her fingers move inside of me like this. The bus makes another stop. A fat man climbs aboard, hauling himself up the stairs. I would kill him for one more moment with her fingers inside me. I don’t have to. She gives me my moment for free. He lives because of her generosity. We all live because of her generosity.

Happiness is not a house where you can live. (But it is a house you can build.)

When the end comes, I hope it’s as strange as that. I hope that the sky tears open and the world is washed with colors that we’ve never seen before.

You are never so low that you deserve to be lower.