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Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you’ve felt that way.

That’s the worst of growing up, and I’m beginning to realize it. The things you wanted so much when you were a child don’t seem half so wonderful to you when you get them.

I’m for truth, no matter who tells it. I’m for justice, no matter who it is for or against. I’m a human being, first and foremost, and as such I’m for whoever and whatever benefits humanity as a whole

I’m going to go to my room and read for awhile, okay? I’m fine. I really am fine: I just want to go read for a while.

The Buddhists say
there are 149 ways to God.
I’m not looking for God,
only for myself, and
that is far more
complicated.

When I’m with you, I feel a kind of calm I’ve never felt in my life. I’m tangled up in you and you’re tangled up in me and it feels right. Like it was meant to be.

My soul needs him as much as my lungs need air. So much so that I feel like I’m suffocating just being away from him.