“I mean I never feel I feel what I ought to feel.”
“I don't feel anti-love. I feel suspicious of love, and I feel suspicious of what it means to be in love. And I also feel suspicious of what it means to feel pretend love for someone.”
“I don't remember what it means to breathe. I never, ever knew what it meant to feel.”
“...I would never choose a subject for what it means to me. I choose a subject and then what I feel about it, what it means, begins to unfold. ”
“I feel my heart ache, but I've forgotten what that feeling means.”
“I want to feel what I feel. What's mine. Even if it's not happiness, whatever that means. Because you're all you've got.”