“It is hard to believe that a place this small can hold so much hate, and I have the terrible feeling I’ve only just seen the surface.”

“I washolding herand she washolding me.Couldn’t seewe both weregoing down.When holding onis the only thingyou’ve got,how can you knowthis is how lovers drown?”

“So don’t ask no questions. Too much truth can be bad.”

“listening to Pastor Bob talk about mercy and redemption, I am filled with hope. Not the kind of expectation that comes from knowing you can pull yourself up by your own bootstraps, but the trust that comes from utter failure, from knowing you are pathetic and small and you’ve got no place to look but up.”

“I got words in me, Jess, fighting to find a way out. Sometimes there's so many words and they get so crowded in my skull I think my head is gonna explode. I want to write them down. I've tried, but most of the time my thoughts and my feelings are bigger than what I can get on paper.”

“Don't be afraid to say how you feel, Dylan. Holding things inside is what gets people in trouble.”

“I ran out of the darkened bar into the glaring daylight. it was so bright it took a full minute for my eyes to adjust before i could make out where I'd left my car. Light is funny that way. Too much of it can blind you”