How do you know when it’s over?” “Maybe when you feel more in love with your memories than with the person standing in front of you.

In the beginning, being alone is always a choice. Then it’s not a choice anymore. When did it stop being a choice? What is it in me that stopped choosing you, that moved into you...

It frightens me that I can’t do anything sensible about it.””Are you scared that you’ll wind up with a boring job where you have to see the same people every day and drink instant coffee?””I’m...

I don’t think every person is unique. If every person is unique, then unique is a completely unneccessary word.””Don’t you think that every person has something specific that makes them special?””Maybe, but if that’s the...