“Do you love him?"How would I know?"You'd know.”
“Why are you leaving me?He wrote, I do not know how to live.I do not know either but I am trying.I do not know how to try.There were some things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So i buried them and let them hurt me”
“I lied. I do that, you know, when it suits me. I would have thought you'd realized that by now.”
“If I said I was madly in love with you you'd know I was lying.”
“Do you know how you felt when you would lean all the way back in a chair, and just before you were about to tip over, at the very last second, you'd catch yourself ? That's how I feel all the time.”
“How do you know it's love? I don't know, but it lasts forever.”