I like how you don't hide your problems like everyone else, and I don't have to hide mine when I'm around you.

And when you say the truth you get stronger.

I've started to think it must just be chemistry, in which case we're looking for the Shift and we haven't found it yet.

It’s a huge thing, this Shift, just as big as I imagined. My brain doesn’t want to think anymore; all of a sudden it wants to do.

I wanted to tell people, "My depression is acting up today" as an excuse for not seeing them, but I never managed to pull it off.

I owe her everything and I love her and I tell her these days, although every time I say it, it gets a little diluted. I think you run out of I love yous.

My brain was all right back then; it didn't get stuck in ruts.