Providence

[ In a relationship] someone's gotta be the iceberg and someone's gotta be the sun.

There's no good place to break someone's heart.

Constellations exist because someone saw them, pointed, and someone else said, Yes, I see it too.

Being alive is nothing without being able to live.

He laughs and hugs me and says that I shouldn't believe anyone who tells me it's gonna get better. "Ride the wave," he says. "Don't wait for it. Don't fear it. Just ride it.

Consciousness is the monster and it wins.

Until tonight , she thought death was for grandparents and goldfish.

You don't lose a person all at once. You lose them in parts.

She says New York was like Sesame Street for grown-ups, everyone has big hearts and you can be anything you wanna be.

If Van Gogh were walking around, everyone would run away because he had no ear, but if he was holding his paintings they would be nice to him. She's holding her paintings and she's good at it.

It's a pathetic thing, hope, hard to kill.

He hugged me. It was comforting to feel his hands on my back.

When you want to make someone better, when you love someone, you do everything. Anything. Even if it’s crazy.

what a horrible thing your body is, the way it’s doomed from day one, your fate is death no matter what you do.

The wanting overwhelms me, the way it does sometimes. I hit the mute button and I feel my heartbeat quicken as I dial her number. I know I shouldn’t.

A heart doesn’t just break for no reason.

I forgot how beautiful the world is when you’re a part of it this way, when the sun is relenting and the moon is rising and the night is magic, it can change your life if you let it,

know I should apologize and tell her that she’s right, that I do wish Jon would see me, that it’s eating me alive. But the thing about things that break your heart, it’s hard to validate them by saying them out loud.

Sometimes I picture the crack in my heart. It flares up when something reminds me of Jon.

What other kid, what other boy, would like The Middle? He says it’s great because all the Hecks are smart and stupid at the same time. He says most other shows make you be one or the other.

It’s the little things that seal the cracks in your heart.

The atmosphere changes immediately. And there’s an out of the way place where your mind stores things. You can’t reach it yourself. It’s like the game Operation and you are the body and someone else has to have a steady hand, they have to poke that part of you, that hot spot. When you get what you want, what you always wanted, what it means to be you is to want this thing and now you have it and there is a roar. Love.

Love is hands, holding you.

The internet has eliminated so much wonder and romance.

In his depraved mind, power would be the inability to connect with anyone. It would mean rising above the need for affection, for human touch.

Do you want people to think you're crazy? Because only crazy people capitalize every word.

But isn’t it why you get married in the first place? So that someone can row the boat when you’re tired.

Ride the wave...Don't wait for it. Don't fear it. Just ride it.