“I'm not invisible. I have desires. I want to be touched and held and told that I'm worth something. I am not pitiful. I am better than you can imagine. I have talents. I have successes and failures. I love my life. I sometimes feel dissatisfied with the world. I come from a place of love, not death. I am special. I matter. I can be the most interesting person in the room. I can blend in and that's okay. I'm somebody. I'm a nobody. I feel deeply and I want to be allowed to show it. I don't want to be judged. I can be judgmental. When you give me platitudes and you belittle my feelings. I'm brave. I'm scared. I'm wandering. I have plans. I will be the best me I can be. I am not who I think I am. I am not who you think I am; I am who I think you think I am, so think well of me, please.”
“No one appreciated Jem properly, anyway. All they see is his disease. He's beautiful, and you don't have to look that closely to see it. You just have to look.”
“You are so inconvenient to my existence. That I can't even stand to look at you. I look at myself in the mirror. And you stare back. You are me and I am you. This inconvenient existence. One living, the other dying. You consume my existence. And I let you. 'Cause I love you.”
“You're bored?" she says incredulously. "You have two hands and a penis. This shouldn't be a difficult equation.”
“You can't love someone if you don't really know them. And if you can't love them at their darkest moments...you just can't love them, period”
“I’m going to kill you, you know.”