“It was like the entire world was colluding to make me feel insane, and it was doing a really good job.”

“You know how some people, when they're together, they somehow make you feel more hopeful? Make you feel like the world is not the insane place it really is?”

“Because you make me better. You make me-you make me feel like I matter. Like my life matters. I feel like, with you, I can do anything in the world. That we can do anything in the world. And we will.”

“Don't you ever feel that way? Like you could do a better job if you rqan the world?''Um... no. Me running the world would be kind of a nightmare.”

“But it is not the job of truth to make us feel good. It is the job of truth to be true, and it is our job to deal with it.”

“I think of kids. It makes me feel selfish, to be so wary of having a family. Never mind do I have a job or not. I'll have a job soon, a good one. That's not it. I'm in awe of raising, basically, someone so tiny and soft.”