As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.

Just because you miss the feeling they gave you doesn’t mean you miss them.

Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything but sharing.

I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.

Poetry doesn’t have to rhyme, it just has to touch someone where your hands couldn’t.

That’s why I’m so harsh, because I’m so sensitive.

And then she told herself, “Stop being so weak. Grow up and get over it.” and then she never felt anything again.