“Mr. Winston and I had already discussed:How what I'd done was vile and on par with kicking disabled kittens.That I was on the path to becoming a criminal and likely would spend the rest of my life in jail giving myself homemade tattoos with a needle and Bic pen.That the statue was a work of art, and would I dare to ear the arm off the Mona Lisa? He didn't think so.That I was a disappointment to him, my family, my boyfriend, my fellow students, and likely all of Western civilization.”

“and all I could think was that I would like to spend every morning for the rest of my life waking up beside her”

“If I could have him like this in my dreams every night of my life, I'd stake my entire life on dreams and be done with the rest.”

“Maybe I was being naive. Even stupid. I mean, who would trade Standford for being homeless? [...] But I had to know if I was meant to be a musician. Otherwise I'd spend the rest of my life regretting it. Asking myself... what if?”

“i wondered if i would spend the rest of my life inventing complicated ways to depress myself..”

“It kind of felt like it was my first time. It had been a life altering experience, and I knew that if for whatever reason this didn't work out with him, he would always be the one I compared everyone else to. He would always be the one that totally rocked my world.”