“We all think we're snowflakes, but we're Tinker Toys, held together by our interchangeable parts. (39)”

“Our hearts are like starfish, regenerating what we’ve lost. We move forward, regroup, reconfigure; people find ways to be happy.”

“Our distance has lived in me like the aftermath of a bad dream-I carry it around, the knowledge that we were once close, that something was lost; it's the lingering sadness of unfinished business. (18)”

“…how when you love someone, you take that person into your body, your fingertips predicting their angles and curves; how you smell like them in the morning.”

“I’m in a pocket of glowing light, protected from complicated relationships and huge mistakes, past and future.”

“The person who knew you best when you were seventeen will always have a claim on you, no matter how much you change. There's something seductive and magnetic about it, the feeling of being understood like that. I suppose it goes both ways." (19)”

“We're killers, all of us: We kill our lives, our past selves, the things that mattered. We bury them under slogans and excuses.”