Either way, you were connected. By your desires. By your defiance. By the simple, complicated fact of who you were.

I don't have the heart to tell him that's the wrong way to think about the world. There will always be more questions Every answer leads to more questions. The only way to survive is to let some of them go.

No past. No future. Just present. Give it a chance.

When you need to hold onto something, you should. Whatever gets you through, take it.

I don't even know what I'm looking for, although I hope I'll know it if I find it along the way. Sometimes I want to simplify my life into a simple bare thing. And other times I want to complicate it so thoroughly that everything I touch will become bound in some way to me. I've become quite aware of my contradictions, but there's no true resolution in that.

I didn’t mean to fall in love with you. But it happened. And I can’t erase it. I can’t ignore it. I have lived my whole life like this, and you’re the thing that has made me wish it could stop.

That's what makes it a good photograph. You think you know what's going on in her head. but the truth? No matter how good a photograph is, you can never tell what's going on in the person's mind. There's no way to get from here to there.

It feels like I am wasting time. I mean, that's always the case. My life doesn't add up to anything.

That's the law I've set down for myself--don't disrupt the life you're living in. Leave it as close to the same as you can.