Doesn't it seem sometimes that the whole world's uphill but at least we know the way back will be easy.

I know you guys have some sort of weird thing going on, with that game you play and everything—" "It's called a friendship.

This was how I was dealing with everyone and everything lately, taking the good when it came, and the bad the same way, knowing each would pass in its own time.

From this distance, in the dimness, the model looked surreal, made up of parts filled with buildings, bordered by long stretches of empty space. It reminded me of the way cities and towns look when you are flying at night. You can't make out much. But the places where people have come together, and stayed, are collections of tiny lights, breaking up the darkness.

You didn't fail. You just opted out. There's a difference.

It's so, so stupid what we do to ourselves because we're afraid. It's so stupid.

Eventually, it wasn't even your dad I wanted, just anybody. Anybody at all.