“Some mornings there just isn't enough coffee.”

“Like a flame is real enough, isn't it, while it's burning?-even if there's a time it goes out?”

“thats where ur height goes...its all in ur ass”

“my fingers are color blind”

“I think you've been sleeping on the job; the city isn't exactly paradise," she said caustically. "Every time you clap your hands, another person becoms a statistic.”

“I am wandering inside, wandering through my past, trying to see if there is a place there strong enough to hold me.—Ruth Mendenberg”

“Being in love isn't always the fairytale we want it to be, but guess what? Fairytales aren't real. Love is, or it can be, if you meet its challenges head on. And being less than honest with someone you love is the worst possible thing you can do.”