But I didn't understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair.

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Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?

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I think you still love me, but we can’t escape the fact that I’m not enough for you. I knew this was going to happen. So I’m not blaming you for falling in love with another woman. I’m not angry, either. I should be, but I’m not. I just feel pain. A lot of pain. I thought I could imagine how much this would hurt, but I was wrong.

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If you remember me, then I don't care if everyone else forgets.

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Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.

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If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.

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Whatever it is you're seeking won't come in the form you're expecting.

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Nobody likes being alone that much. I don't go out of my way to make friends, that's all. It just leads to disappointment.

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It's like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.

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I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.

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