There's a place in the brain for knowing what cannot be remembered.

I can't be you. You can't be me. You can imagine another well—but never quite perfectly, you know?

I'm starting to realize that people lack good mirrors. It's so hard for anyone to show us how we look, & so hard for us to show anyone how we feel.

Love is always a miracle, everywhere,every time. But for us, it's a little different. I don't want to say it's more miraculous,...It is though.

I thought you hung the moon.

I worked hard to meet his eyes, even though they were the kind of pretty that's hard to look at.

This star won't go out. And it won't. we won't let it.