There’s nothing worse than falling in love with a person over and over every time you lay eyes on them, especially when you hate their goddamn guts

And no matter what anybody says about grief and about time healing all wounds, the truth is, there are certain sorrows that never fade away until the heart stops beating and the last breath is taken.

I've got my girl and my guitar, and for me that's enough.

We hovered above the moment like two rain clouds

Personally, I don’t like inherently happy people. I don’t trust them. I think there’s something seriously wrong with anyone who isn’t at least a little let down by the world.

This is what it means to be in the middle of love, I thought. Being in the middle of love is like being in the middle of a war zone.

You know what I was thinking about on my way home? How different my life would be if you’d made that gash a little deeper. Or how different yours would be if I’d vaulted myself off a roof nine years ago. Do you ever think about things like that? Like, if either you or I wouldn’t have made it, where would the other one be right now? It was something I thought about all the time: how death changes every remaining moment for those still living.