Because sometimes you just have to dance like a madman in the Self-Help section of your local bookstore.

It might feel like the end of the world–but it’s the beginning of your art.

She had been lost on her own and I had been lost on my own, so it was natural that once we found each other we wanted to keep being unlost with each other. But...

It’s a highly deceptive world, one that constantly asks you to comment but doesn’t really care what you have to say.

placid, adj.Sometimes I love it when we just lie on our backs, gaze off, stay still.

I tried to shut myself down completely, put up my best screensaver personality to coast through the day. I didn’t want to see her. I was desperate to see her. I wanted to hold it...

The past and the future are complicated. It’s the present that’s simple.

is that what relationships become? A reduced version of the hurt, nothing else let in.

loss takes as much as love does, sometimes more

Having grown up here, I always wonder what it would be like to see this city as a tourist. Is it ever a disappointment? I have to believe that New York always lives up to...

misgivings, n.Last night, I got up the courage to ask you if you regretted us. “There are things I miss,” you said. “But if I didn’t have you, I’d miss more.

He was attractive. I knew that. And I knew that attractive people always got away with things.

Self-preservation isn’t worth it if you can’t live with the self you’re preserving.

I wish I could remember the moment when I was a kid and I discovered that the letters linked into words, and that the words linked to real things. What a revelation that must have...

I am a firm believer in serendipity – all the random pieces coming together in one wonderful moment, when suddenly you see what their purpose was all along.

After a while, you have to be at peace with the fact that you simply are. There is no way to know why.

They should be going to sleep, but good company is the enemy of sleep.

I always think of each night as a song. Or each moment as a song. But now I’m seeing we don’t live in a single song. We move from song to song, from lyric to...

As we become the distant past, you become a future few of us would have imagined.

It was a laugh that came from the tip of his toes, gaining force and soul as it traveled through his body and out into the world in mirthful bursts. There wasn’t anything fake about...

breathtaking, adj.Those mornings when we kiss and surrender for an hour before we say a single word.

Don’t be rude!” Boomer protested. As if the cookie might be offended.

Breath and heat and contact and shirts off and skin on skin and smiles and murmurs and the enormity revealing itself in the tiniest of gestures, the most delicate sensations.

This is what a small victory feels like. It feels like a little surprise and a lot of relief. It makes the past feel lighter and the future seem even lighter than that, if only...

It is okay to be happy

He was beautiful in the way that a breeze is beautiful—the kind of beauty you feel gratitude for.

The promise of a kiss will carry us forward.

The more kindness and justice are challenged, the more we must embrace them. Only when you are challenged – and only when you challenge yourself – do you discover what truly matters.

It looks like Animal and Miss piggy had sex,” I said. “And this was the spawn.” “My eyes!” Boomer cried. “My eyes! I can’t stop seeing it now that you’ve said it!

I don’t like to do what people expect. Why should I live up to their expectations instead of my own?

Life goes on. Get over it. You’re still young. It’ll get better. Blah, Blah, Blah

Whether keenly striking or laughably awful, contemporary art is rarely unentertaining.

I was seventeen, halfway toward eighteen, and I had learned something nobody had ever taught me: Once you get to a certain age, especially if a driver’s license is involved, you can go a whole...

It was a mistake,” you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you.

Love me less,but love me for a long time.

My eyes are open and I’m not seeing a thing because I am so lost inside.

It is a sound like loneliness—enough to let you know you’re there, but not enough to fill you with life.

and i’m thinking, aren’t i supposed to be the one who’s freaking out here? tiny is going to be the first b-b-b- (i can’t do it) boy-f-f-f (c’mon, will) boyf-boyf (here we go) boyfriend of...

Enlightenment is scary. Sometimes things look better in the dark.

I have never wanted a lover. In order to have a lover, I must go back to the root of the word. For I have never wanted a lover, but I have always wanted to...

The way you’re singing in your sleepThe way you look before you leapThe strange illusions that you keepYou don’t knowBut I’m noticingThe way your touch turns into arcsThe way you slide into the darkThe beating...

You know there’s no such thing as a complete lie. There’s always some truth in there.

I no longer think she’s just being nice. She’s being kind. Which is much more a sign of character than mere niceness. Kindness connects to who you are, while niceness connects to how you want...

The sound of the words as they’re said is always different from the sound they make when they’re heard, because the speaker hears some of the sound from the inside

When you need to hold onto something, you should. Whatever gets you through, take it.

I’m persnickety,” I confessed. “Not, incidentally, to the point of being snarly. But still. Delightful and persnickety are not a common blend.” “Do you want to know why I never married?” “The question wasn’t at...

Okay, Boomer, you’re right. I liked ‘Ooh… a girl!’ much more than that. Let’s stick with ‘Ooh… a girl!

When I turned to look at you, I was afraid to move again—the moment was just too beautiful to be lost.

Why are there so many people out here?’ Boomer asked as we bobbed and weaved roughly forward.’Christmas shopping.’ I explained.’Already? Isn’t it early to returning things?’I really had no sense of how his mind worked.

Failure is always louder than success. But there is an accumulation of all the things you don’t do wrong, and that becomes your confidence. You can even get to the point where that confidence lasts...