I don't want to do anything. I don't even want to start this day because then I'll just be expected to finish it.

Even if your heart is broken and attacking you, you're still not better off without it.

And sometimes you held somebody’s hand just to prove that you were still alive, and that another human being was there to testify to that fact.

Well,” she said. “I’m frustrated.” “Don’t make me angry-kiss you.” “Give me the laundry.” “Tempers rising, faces flushed … This is how it happens.

A landline is an anchor - busy signals, long distance bills, missed connections and all.

His parents never talked about how they met, but when Park was younger, he used to try to imagine it. He loved how much they loved each other. It was the thing he thought about when he woke up scared in the middle of the night. Not that they loved him--they were his parents, they had to love him. That they loved each other. They didn't have to do that.

I'm fine," [her dad] said gently. "Back on the horse, Cath.' 'What's the horse?' she sighed, watching him pull on a South High hoodie. 'Jogging? Working too much?' 'Living,' he said, a little too loud. 'Life's the horse.