“When I write I feel like I can breathe. It’s like yoga for the brain.”

“My mom says that when it rains you never feel like you should be anywhere but home.”

“But we can just go out and not have to talk and we feel comfortable. That's love. And I can;t picture it ending.”

“I try and picture you reading this -- there is a sense that as I write I try and get nearer to you, connect in my mind with you.”

“I had always wondered why people closed their eyes when they kissed. Now I knew: they can't help it. The feeling is too overwhelming: the taste, the touch, the smell, even the sound. The sense of sight had to be excluded, or it wouldn't be possible to funciton.”

“Friendships sail like any other ship... left unattended, it will drift away”

“I realized my hands were in my pockets. He couldn't hold one even if he wanted to. Not unless he actively dug it out, which would be weird. He probably thought I was sending him a specific message not to hold my hand.I took my hands out of my pockets.The problem is I like having my hands in my pockets. It's my natural position. They felt unwieldy hanging by my sides, as if I was walking like a Neanderthal. Why was I so bad at this?”