Every relationship teaches us hard lessons, right? That's their gift. To make us ready for the day when someone, maybe the One, walks in, who could truly love us.Relationships0
Sometimes, we do bad things for the people we love. Doesn't mean it's right, it means love is more important.0
From every boy masquerading as a man that you let into your body, your heart, you learned you didn't have whatever magic turns a beast into a prince.0
Uh, yes, face Candace. I'd sooner slam my nuts in a door.0
I'd never felt this way before, where you love the bad things about someone as much as the good. Maybe even a little more.0
Zach: 'I'm test-driving veganism now and I'm just feeling a little faint. You two are absolutely adorable, and I am a lonely, vegan island.'
Joe: 'Someone needs a burger.'
Beck: 'Or somewhere to put his meat.'
The universe has a funny way of keeping us humble.0
Ned: 'How about your brother? How's he doing?'
Beck: 'You know. Works a lot. Anya, too. But they seem happy. [According to Facebook.]'
Relationships are scary. You don't get all that goodness and possibilities with zero risk.Relationships0
One day, you won't need love anymore
One day, you won't walk through the world
As though it was your job to hold everything up
The sun, the sky, the hard part of the night
There are scary people in the world, Beck. That's why it's important to be safe.0
The most valuable things in life are usually the most helpless.0
Every account set to public. You want to be seen, heard, known. Of course, I obliged. The next thing our little friend the internet gave me, was your address.0
If this was a movie, I'd grab you and we'd go at it right in the stacks.0
That's sad. People buying books because of what's popular and not because they wanna be moved or changed in some way.0
The only thing crueler than a cage so
small that a bird can’t fly is a cage so
large that a bird thinks it can fly.
The problem with books is that they end. They seduce you. They spread their legs to you and pull you inside. And you go deep and leave your possessions and your ties to the world at the door and you like it inside and you don't want for your possessions or your ties and then, the book evaporates.0
Work in a bookstore and learn that most people in this world feel guilty about being who they are.0
I don't say anything. I know the power of silence. I remember my dad saying nothing and I remember his silences more vividly than I remember the things he said.0
Happiness is believing that you're gonna be happy. It's hope.0
It is possible to know people. They show you who they are. You just have to be looking.0
How the hell did you end up here?
You used to wrap yourself in fairy tales like a blanket. But it was the cold you loved. Sharp shivers as you uncovered the corpses of Bluebeard's wives. Sweeter goosebumps as Prince Charming slid one glass slipper over your little toes. A perfect fit. But by the schoolyard, real princesses floated by you on fall winds. You saw the gulf between you and the rich girls and vowed to stop believing in fairy tales. But the stories were in you, deep as poison. If Prince Charming was real, if he could save you, you needed to be saved from the unfairness of everything. When would he come? The answer was a cruel shrug in a hundred fleeting moments. The sneer on Stevie Smith's face when he called you a fat cow. Uncle Jeff's hand squeezing your ass in the Thanksgiving kitchen. The accusation in your father's eyes when you told him what happened. From every boy masquerading as a man that you let into your body, your heart, you learned you didn't have whatever magic turns a beast into a prince. You surrounded yourself with the girls you'd always resented, hoping to share their power. And you hated yourself. And that diminished you even more. And then, right when you thought you might just disappear, he saw you. And you knew somewhere deep it was too good to be true. But you let yourself be swept, because he was the first strong enough to lift you. Now in his castle you understand Prince Charming and Bluebeard are the same man. And you don't get a happy end unless you love both of him. Didn't you want this? To be loved? Didn't you want him to crown you? Didn't you ask for it? Didn't you ask for it? So say you can live like this, say you love him, say thank you, say anything but the truth. What if you can't love him back?