“Everything outside was elegant and savage and fleshy. Everything inside was slow and cool and vacant. It seemed a shame to stay inside.”
“Maybe we should always start everything from the inside and work to the outside, and not from the outside to the inside. What d'you think?”
“From the outside looking in, everything looked completely ordinary. The problem was being on the inside, looking out.”
“Everything seemed slow, molasses slow, lovesick slow.”
“When you had no one to vent to, everything stayed inside and festered like old meat in a hot fridge.”
“...His gaze seemed to say what I felt: looking at you eases everything inside of me.”