I think it's usually better to face the world as it is. The more we try to hide from something, the more power we give it.

You might've lost me. The way I see it, if they're your family, wither they'll love you no matter what, or fuck 'em.""Yeah, they don't work like that. They're more, _We're here for you no matter what you choose, as long as you choose what we want you to._ It's sort of the Model T Ford of emotional support.

Nim handed me a mug of tea. I took a sip and it was just how I like it, strong and sweet. If you added psychotic and emotionally unavailable to that, it would also cover my taste in women.

Love doesn't just go away when it becomes inconvenient.

And when he kisses me it feels a bit like fear and tastes a bit like tears, but it’s as bright and sweet as sherbet, and I decide to call it joy.

I put my head in my hands. "Oh, I don't know anymore. I don't know where love ends and habit begins.""Who does?

No one could have called him handsome, and the orange waders probably didn't help - but when he smiled? Suddenly handsome didn't seem important anymore - only the things happiness could do to a man's face.

It's hard for me to understand why anyone wouldn't want you in their life.

I reckon they'd taste of stars.