We're accepted as long as we conform to what we are expected to be, and I'm sure that's not any different for anyone else.

You try every trick in the book to keep her. You write her letters. You quote Neruda. You cancel your Facebook. You give her the passwords to all your e-mail accounts. Because you know in your lying cheater’s heart that sometimes a start is all we ever get.

I think men spend so much time passing for being men.

We all have a blind spot and it's shaped exactly like us.

I always individuate myself from other writers who say they would die if they couldn't write. For me, I'd die if I couldn't read.

You said i could call you when i wanted but that you wouldn’t call me. you have to decide where and when, you said. if you leave it up to me i’ll want to see you every day. At least you were honest, which is more than i can say for me.

Love is the great test of the human. The human is tested by our ability to withstand love. Love is so difficult, it is so challenging, it demands of us that we wreck it with ourselves. It demands of us an honesty that few of us could sustain.