“O, to be stung by an errant bee. O, to sting.O, to see you again. Covered in spring.”

“did I mention my first kiss was extracted by someone who never should have been that lucky?”

“When it's this windy doesn't it seem impossibleto grow old?”

“The situation is grave: the way we lean over each other, the way years later we emerge: hunchbacked, hooded, with full grown tender things called souls.”

“I've kept alot of secrets from a lot of people that i never should have, but the ones I kept from myself stung a lot worse than any of those”

“If you had a friend you knew you’d never see again, what would you say? If you could do one last thing for someone you love, what would it be? Say it, do it, don’t wait. Nothing lasts forever.”

“When you grow older, you love again, and the new love feels so different that the love before feels like make-believe.”