I used to think--and given the way we ended up, maybe I still do--that all relationships need the kind of violent shove that a crush brings, just to get you started and to push you over the humps. And then, when the energy from that shove has gone and you come to something approaching a halt, you have to look around and see what you've got. It could be something completely different, it could be something roughly the same, but gentler and calmer, or it could be nothing at all.

my friends don't seem to be friends at all but people whose phone numbers I haven't lost.

But then, that was the trouble with relationships generally. They had their own temperature and there was no thermostat.

To me, making a tape is like writing a letter – there's a lot of erasing and rethinking and starting again, and I wanted it to be a good one.

…I've had a bad week." What's happened?" Nothing's happened. I've had a bad week in my head, is all.

I don't believe in Heaven or anything. But I want to be the kind of person that qualifies for entry anyway.

[...] falling in love with someone beautiful and intelligent and the rest of it, then feeling like a blank twit put you at something of a disadvantage.