“Maybe there is more truth in how you feel than in what actually happens.”

“As a writer, I'm more interested in what people tell themselves happened rather than what actually happened”

“Usually by this time in the summer, we were as worn in to one another as pebbles in a riverbed. For three months we’d had complete togetherness and not much outside stimuli. What few stories we had, we’d considered, analyzed, celebrated, cursed, and joked into sand.Tonight was different. I felt like we were each separate and full to our edges with our own stories, mostly unshared. In a way it scared me, having a summer of experiences and feelings that belonged to me alone. What happened in front of my friends felt real. What happened to me by myself felt partly dreamed, partly imagined, definitely shifted and warped by my own fears and wants. But who knows? Maybe there is more truth in how you feel than in what actually happens.”

“I want you to feel what I felt. I want you to know why story-truth is truer sometimes than happening-truth.”

“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.”

“Some men are too dull to feel what might happen. Others torture themselves with maybes and populate their dreams with horrors more terrible than their worst enemy could inflict upon them.”