" My heart didn’t break into a thousand pieces after he left. Instead, I realized all the things he didn’t do. He didn’t want to hear my stories. He didn’t ask me questions. He didn’t hug me out of the blue to make me feel good. His hugs were always a preamble to something else, and after he was gone, I wondered if he ever knew me at all. "

" You felt no reality, no knife of sorrow cut your intestines to bits. Only a weariness, a longing for a shoulder to sleep on, and a pair of arms to curl up in. "

" …I’m lost. And it’s my own fault. It’s about time I figured out that I can’t ask people to keep me found. "

" death cannot harm me
more than you have harmed me,
my beloved life. "

" We worship perfection because we can’t have it; if we had it, we would reject it. Perfection is inhuman, because humanity is imperfect. "

" You have to find the right distance between people. Too close, and they overwhelm you, too far and they abandon you. "