I believe in happy endings," I tell him, "And it feels like this movie has gone on for the right amount of time.

The world will break your heart ten ways to Sunday, that’s guaranteed. And I can’t begin to explain that- or the craziness inside myself and everybdy else,but guess what? Sunday is my fav day again

I feel like I’m broken—like I don’t fit together anymore. Like there’s no more room for me in the world or something. Like I’ve overstayed my welcome here on Earth, and everyone’s trying to give me hints about that constantly. Like I should just check out.

I am trying to be kind instead of right.

Haven't you ever noticed that life is like a series of movies?

That's basically the mantra of Herr Silverman's teaching - think for yourself and do what's right for you, but let others do the same.

Someday an opportunity will come. Think about Harry Potter. His life is terrible, but then a letter arrives, he gets on a train, and everything is different for him afterward. Better. Magical." "That's just a story." "So are we- we're stories too.