“It's all eggs and milk in here, and those have expiration dates, so.”

“It's so awful when you need something from someone else, even though you're not sure what it is, and then you don't get it.”

“writing, you are a girl on a trapeze, swinging high in the air. you know there is no one on the other side to catch you. but your costume is spangly and all eyes are on you and at some point you'll leap--at some point you'll flip. and there may be no net--though it may also be intact, you can't see--but at this point the jumping is everything--it's all that you've got. and as you write you understand this, you understand you won't hit send, but for now you are swinging, swinging, swinging wildly in the air. your eyes are open, your arms are outstretched.”

“You're swimming so hard in this ocean. Don't you know if you float, it will always hold you up?”

“I wasn't aware that was how I felt, either, until it was out. And now that I've said it like that, I'm not exactly sure it is how I feel. But this isn't a piece of paper I can crumple up and throw away. they aren't words I can cross out to start over. Now they're out, and I know they'll hang here, between us, maybe forever.”

“That’s your problem, Char. You’re friends with all these boys . . .”

“my own chocolate center has filled up with poison,the roses he gave me all twisted black”