“It didn’t rain for you, maybe, but it always rains for me. The sky shatters and rains shards of glass.”

“He laughed. I suddenly wanted to laugh, to laugh with him, to sit here, or maybe outside in the rain, and just laugh with him. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t even smile.”

“When the face in the mirror doesn’t please you, turn it into a canvas.”

“Shards of glass fell down like lacerated rain”

“I walked around Soho's street for over an hour, running into familiar faces but never once stopping to chat. It was then that I felt something discomforting and comforting all at once. I didn't want to be here, in this city, anymore.”

“My heart was closed. Cold.I was self-conscious and cynical.”

“These are the pieces of my youth,the small secrets and the not-so-great expectationsthat defined my coming of age.”