I don’t see the point of truth anymore, it causes just as much heartbreak as lying.

If there is such a thing as marriage, it takes place long before the ceremony; in a car on the way to the airport; or as a gray bedrooms fills with dawn, one lover watching the other; or as two strangers stand together in the rain with no bus in sight, arms weighed down with shopping bags. You don't know then. But later you realize - that was the moment.

Relationships break down, because it's about self. But when you take the "I" out of it and you're like, how can I make them happy, that means sacrifice. I think you have to be prepared to sacrifice, and a lot of people just aren't willing to. You have to give up a piece of yourself. By doing that, you get a greater sense of who you are. When you give something up, you need to fill the space where it used to be, and you understand the landscape in yourself a bit more.

The present grows within the boundaries of the past.

You were unsure which pain is worse -- the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.

I didn’t know who she was, but I had this fire inside me for someone I knew existed.

Every day is a masterpiece, even if it crushes you.