You're not allowed to say anything about books because they're books, and books are, you know, God.

It's no good pretending that any relationship has a future if your record collections disagree violently or if your favorite films wouldn't even speak to each other if they met at a party.

The point is you keep going. You want to. So all the things that make you want to are the point.

When you get older, it feels like happy memories and sad memories are pretty much the same thing. It is all just emotion in the end. And any of it can make you weep.

I burst into tears and I cry and cry until it feels as though it is not salt and water being squeezed from my eyes, but blood.

That’s why; he’s worried about how his life is turning out, and he’s lonely, and lonely people are the bitterest of them all

You know that things aren't going well for you when you can't even tell people the simplest fact about your life, just because they'll presume you're asking them to feel sorry for you.