You will say good-bye for all the right reasons. You're tired of living in wait for his apocalypse. You have your own fight on your hands, and though it's no bigger or more noble than his, it will require all of your energy. It's you who has to hold on to earth. You have to tighten your grip -- which means letting go of him.

You don't need a reason to forgive... If you want to go on with someone, that is what you do.

It scares me how fast I go from disliking to loving him, and I wonder if it’s this way for everyone.

Time. There seems to be vast quantities of the stuff spooling around me in all directions, everywhere i look. Days and hours. Weeks and minutes. Years. The hard part, ive discovered, is filling it.

You have to shrink yourself to fit into this little life with him.

It scares me. But then I get this big feeling, simple but exalted: He's like me, just with different details.

Sometimes you’re loved because of your weaknesses. What you can’t do is sometimes more compelling than what you can.