How about your favorite book?" "This Side of Paradise by From. Scott Fitzgerald." "Why?" "Because it was the last one I read." This made them laugh because they knew I meant it honest, not show-off. Then they told me their favorites, and we sat quiet.

Have you ever done that? You feel really bad, and then it goes away, and you don’t know why.

What about when someone doesn't need a shoulder? What if they need the arms?

And I guess I realized at that moment that I really did love her. Because there was nothing to gain, and that didn't matter.

It’s much easier not to know things sometimes. And to have french fries with your mom be enough.

More like the movie where the guy meets a smart girl who wears a lot of sweaters and drinks cocoa. They talk about books and issues and kiss in the rain.

Do you always think this much? It's just that sometimes people use thought to not participate in life.