We fell. We got up. We ran.

When you say nasty things about people, you should never say the true ones, because you can't really fully and honestly take those back.

I even tried to tell myself to live my best life today.

I could try to pretend that I didn't care anymore, but it could never be true again. You can't just make yourself matter, and then die, Alaska, because now, I am irretrievably different, and I'm sorry I let you go, yes, but you made the choice.

As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.

Who would you die for? Who would you wake up at five forty-five in the morning for even though you don't even know why he needs you?

there is no best and no worst, ...those judgments have no real meaning because there is only what is