Not following her is the hardest thing I've ever done.

Think for one minute of those who have loved you up into this day.

I leave, and the leaving is so exhilarating I know I can never go back. But then what? Do I just keep leaving places, and leaving them, and leaving them, tramping a perpetual journey?

The Degree to which I am blessed staggers me... the degree to which I take that for granted shames me. -Streetwalking with Jesus

The only thing worse than having a party that no one attends is having a party attended only by two vastly, deeply uninteresting people.

All the things paper-thin and paper-frail, and all the people too.

And then the line was quite but not dead. I almost felt like he was there in my room with me, but in a way it was better, like I was not in my room and he was not in his, but instead we were together in some invisible and tenuous third space that could only be visited on the phone.