“I think she loves him," Lissa said. "And love is needing someone.Love is putting up with someone'sbad qualities because they somehow complete you.""Love is an excuse to put up with shit that you shouldn't," I replied,”
“Love is an excuse to put up with the shit that you shouldn't. That's how it gets you. It throws off the scales so that things that should weigh heavily don't seem to. It's a crock. A trap.”
“Love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.”
“Life shouldn't be about the either/or. We're capable of more than that, you know?”
“It was becoming clear to me that I shouldn't bother to get too attached to anything. Turn your back and you lose it. Just like that.”
“Shit," Delia said. "I mean, shoot. No, actually, I mean shit. I really do.”