“I had to learn slowly to open the door just a crack to let love in, maybe just a few seconds at a time. We all do. ”

“Maybe next time we just open the door and start out with some bitch slapping.”

“She opened my closet door just the tiniest crack. So I could breathe.”

“There was a fine line between love and hate you heard that cliche all the time. But no one told you that the moment you crossed it would be the one you least expected. You'd fall in love and crack open a secret door to let your soul mate in. You just never expected such closeness one day to feel like an intrusion.”

“Maybe there's more we all could have done, but we just have to let the guilt remind us to do better next time.”

“Once the vessel cracks open, the end becomes inevitable. But there is all this time inbetween when the vessel cracks open and we finally fall apart. And its only in that time that we can really see one another, because we see out of ourselves, through the cracks, and into theirs. When did we see each other face to face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I into yours. Before that, we were just looking at ideas of each other.”