“I don't know why I felt so closed and bitter and threatened by the things I did not like.”

“That moment I felt a bit like crying. I don't really know why. Nana's hand felt so warm that it even warmed my heart.”

“I know what I did to you was so wrong, but at the time it also felt so necessary to my survival. I don't know if those two things can both be true, but that's how it was.”

“So why did I think about her every second? Why was I so much happier the minute I saw her? I felt like maybe I knew the answer, but how could I be sure? I didn't know, and I didn't have any way to find out.Guys don't talk about stuff like that. We just lie under the pile of bricks.”

“It felt like the wrong thing to do, standing at the wrong door in the wrong place. We did it anyway. Knowing something is wrong and doing it anyway happens very often in life, and I doubt I will eer know why.”

“Why did he have to be so gorgeous? Why did he have to stand so close, and why did I still love him so much? ”