“So you're all alone. And, for a short while, at least until it sinks in, you can fake anything.”

“You're so focused on steering without crashing that you never say the things you want to say”

“Life was short, and if it wasn't sweet you were in the wrong place with the wrong people”

“When you're a child, what you see and hear and comprehend can be sorted into little boxes. Then, as you live and learn, all those boxes open up and become rooms. The more you experience, the bigger those rooms get. If you're lucky enough, there are some people you will love, and who will love you, long enough to see their boxes grow into vast spaces. You'll understand things that had no meaning. You'll find dark corners that only light up for the briefest moments. But when you keep getting lost, you just end up with a pile of boxes.”

“This is what you wanted, I told myself. To be alone. To keep moving.”

“There comes a time when you decide you're done playing the victim. It just came a bit sooner for me.”

“Sometimes we keep the physical objects until memory is enough”