You don’t know me. You know one me, just like I know one you. And you can’t know every me, and I can’t know every you.

When nothing else is left, art will become the truth of the time. Then people will get to the nineteenth and twentieth centuries and wonder what happened—how we all became so imperfect.

I tried to put myself in his place, and realized we looked exactly like what we were: a family. These strangely tied together individuals trying desperately to keep both ourselves and one another happy. Succeeding,...

If I’m not telling you something, it’s for a reason. Just because you trust me, it doesn’t mean I have to automatically trust you. Trust doesn’t work like that.

It’s one thing to fall in love. It’s another to feel someone else fall in love with you, and to feel a responsibility toward that love.

What you’re feeling right now doesn’t work. You can’t wander around and think the wandering will call them back. Believe me. I know you don’t want to hear the long view, but let me tell...

One of the protestor’s sign catches my eye. HOMISEXUALITY IS THE DEVIL’S WORK, it says. And once again I think about how people use the devil as an alias for the things they fear. The...

why do you have to fix the salad? who broke it? i didn’t touch it. did you break the salad, mom? if you did, YOU’D BETTER FIX IT!

What a powerful word, future. Of all the abstractions we can articulate to ourselves, of all the concepts we have that other animals do not, how extraordinary the ability to consider a time that’s never...

Teachers are wonderful beings who inspire the spirit and open the mind.Nobody at Padua High School fits that description.

It’s one thing to fall in love. It’s another to feel someone else fall in love with you, and to feel a responsibility toward that love.

…because if you can make yourself happy in the rain then you’re doing pretty alright in life.

We come to a corner where there are a few people protesting the festivities. I don’t understand this at all. It’s like protesting the fact that some people are red-haired. In my experience, desire is...

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

New Yorkers love the bigness — the skyscrapers, the freedom, the lights. But they also love it when they can carve out some smallness for themselves. When the guy at the corner store knows which...

Feeling someone else’s anger is bad; being left alone is worse.

isaac knows how stupid i find these things, and he finds them just as stupid as i do. like lol. now, if there’s anything stupider than buddy lists, it’s lol. if anyone ever uses lol...

I am jealous of anyone who can make other people care so much.

The quiet times are the ones to hold on to.

When you dance, you measure distance as if it’s a solid thing; you make precise judgments every time two bodies exist in relation to each other. So I knew right away the definition of the...

he is both the source of my happiness and the one i want to share it with.

An unarticulated crush is very different from an unrequited one, because at least with an unrequited crush you know what the hell you’re doing, even if the other person isn’t doing it back. An unarticulated...

I want you to be honest with me. Even if it hurts. Although I would prefer for it not to hurt. – A

Some people think mental illness is a matter of mood, a matter of personality. They think depression is simply a form of being sad, that OCD is a form of being uptight. They think the...

It was so much easier when I didn’t want anything. Not getting what you want can make you cruel.

O Lord, as I walk through the valley of the shadow of doubt, at least let mewear a Walkman…

Tony knows the names of trees and birds. As we walk around, he points them out to me. I try to record them in my mind, but the information never holds. What matters to me...

cadence, n.I have never lived anywhere but New York or New England, but there are times when I’m talking to you and I hit a Southern vowel, or a word gets caught in a Suthern...

We have defied the day as it was set out for us.

I had yet to learn that when it came to gender, I was both and neither.

Do I really have to find a word for it? Can’t it just be what it is?

We wish we could have been there for you. We didn’t have many role models of our own–we latched on to the foolish love of Oscar Wilde and the well-versed longing of Walt Whitman because...

Family, like arsenic, works best in small doses…unless you prefer to die.

When you live as I do, you cannot indulge in jealousy. If you do, it will rip you apart.

Now she’s lit by the warm orange spreading from the horizon as not-quite-day, becomes not-quite-night

I’m so sorry,” I continue. And it’s like the last word is a hurdle and I can’t leap it, because something in the word snags my voice and suddenly I am giving everything up. I...

Betrayal. Lust. Secrecy. Devotion. I think we do these things to feel more alive. When the truth is that alive is alive — you can feel it in anything, if you give it a chance.

and the HE stands up. if frenchy’s could bottle him up and sell him as porn, they’d probably own half of chicago within a year. he’s what would happen after nine months if abercrombie fucked...

My lines all curve. I tend to connect the wrong dots.

abyss, n.There are times when I doubt everything. When I regret everything you’ve taken from me, everything I’ve given you, and the waste of all the time I’ve spent on us.

It’s b******* to think of friendship and romance being different. They’re not. They’re just variations of the same love. Variatons of the same desire to be close.

Our moments are music, and sometimes – just sometimes – we can catch them and put them into some lasting form. If we didn’t have music, I don’t think we could ever be truly happy,...

I want to say more, but don’t know what the words are supposed to be. I feel such a tenderness for these vulnerable night-time conversations, the way words take a different shape in the air...

I will be the one to leave you.

the answer is to just let gothe betrayal is to the pastthe cocoon dangles emptythe desire outlasts the objectthe effort lingersthe frustration is in how pointless the effort wasthe ghost does not make itself transparentthe...

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

I am proud that I defy your categories. I am proud that I don’t fit easily into any box. I am proud of all the things I am and all the things i can be....

The truth feels different from other things. The closest you can come to describing it is that it feels like taking a perfect breath.

Most dancers find their confidence in dancing. Right is mere millimeters away from wrong. Failure is always louder than success. But there is an accumulation of all the things you don’t do wrong, and it...

Love doesn’t have to be on Valentine’s Day. It doesn’t have to be by the time you turn eighteen or thirty-three or fifty-nine. It doesn’t have to conform to whatever is usual. It doesn’t have...