I was a shy kid and I was afraid what i said sounded stupid, so I hardly ever saud anything. I was the third wheel. Fifth wheel? I was the fucking wheel you didn't really need, but I still hung around...
Beneath all of her thoughts and worries, beneath the complication of conflicting identities and needs, maybe it's as simple as loving the way some other person looks when they're sleeping.
Attention, God the Judge, God the Father, who Art in Heaven, give me one miracle, please. If You exist as I know You do, even if no one else in the world believes in You, please give me a brain tumor....
Above the dirt of an unmarked grave and beneath the shadow of the abandoned refinery, the children would play their own made up games: Wild West Accountants! in which they would calculate the loss of...
Imagination is a place where all the important answers live.
The only thing all men have in common with one another is their inherent capacity to make mistakes. But there is wonder in the attempt, knowing we are all destined to fall short, but forgoing reason a...
The last four dayswhere everything has finally made some sense. And why is she so ready to throw this away? Because.Because eventually every relationship she’s been in has turned to shit. Eventually s...
The city glitters past us with its sharp edges, reminding us of how tiny, how weak, how totally unimportant we are.
People are just greedy animals, after all.
Maybe. Because he’s got to try. Because she is too interesting, too beautiful not to even do anything.
Madeline decides Jonathan is an immature, selfish asshole and that she is never talking to him again.
I did a bad thing tonight, one of the most terrible things ever: I waited for her to fall asleep, then stole the sheet from under her head. I am missing you or maybe just the idea of you. I have begun...
Slow as your own dubious grace.
It is what we see when we imagine what the afterlife must be like: our happiest triumphs, our most sincere moments, stolen from the seam of our lives, a respite just before the onset of imminent trage...
In our town—our town of shadows, our town of mystery—it seems our buildings have, without reason, begun to disappear completely. Still full of their loyal inhabitants, the buildings and the people all...
As a boy, all I ever wanted was this: alife dedicated to art; every idea, every breath an artistic gesture. And here is this girl before me,blowing on her hands to keep warm. And why am I so worried i...
An apple could make you laugh: You are so charming. On our lunch, we find our way along the crowded boulevard. You stop abruptly and pluck two green apples from someone selling them on the street. You...
We have fun acting like this, acting like we are incredibly offended. Really, we are just bored to tears with everything.
Maybe it was better to just go on believing everything was OK, even whenreally bad things were just about to happen.
It is the strain of walking around the world-down the street, riding city buses and elevators, moving from place to place to place-and not knowing who might want to destroy you, who might like to fill...