Quotes from David Levithan

I see Nick's number. I debate whether to assign a name to his number. If I commit to that, then I will truly be heartbroken if he never calls me again; my heart will knot each and every time I use this phone and see his name in there. I would probably end up having to trash the phone entirely.

lying awake beside you, these thoughts run through my head.

There's something wrong when there's nothing wrong.

The minute she left the apartment, I missed having her there. But as with all loves, I supposed, the consolation was in the fact that she'd be back.

I am a firm believer in serendipity - all the random pieces coming together in one wonderful moment, when suddenly you see what their purpose was all along.

Then it hits me. Maybe we're the pieces, What? Maybe that's it. With what you were talking about before. The world being broken. Maybe it isn't that we're supposed to find the pieces and put them back together. Maybe we're the pieces. Maybe, what we're supposed to do is come together. That's how we stop the breaking. Tikkun olam.

exemplar, n. It's always something we have to negotiate- the face that my parents are happy, and yours have never been. I have something to live up to, and if I fail, I still have a family to welcome me home. You have a storyline to rewrite, and a lack of faith that it can ever be done. You love my parents, I know. But you never get too close. You never truly believe there aren't bad secrets underneath.

He's not doing it to hurt me. I have to believe that. He's doing it to make himself happy which just happens to hurt me.

Maybe this is what alone really is — finding out how tiny your world is, and not knowing how to get anywhere else.

I was sixteen and equipped with the appropriate genitalia, so I cleared that hurdle nicely.

Max is a marvel to us. He will never have to come out because he will never have been kept in. Even though he has a mom and a dad, they made sure from the beginning to tell him that it didn't have to be a mom and a dad. It could be a mom and a mom, a dad and a dad, just a mom, or just a dad. When Max's early affections became clear, he didn't think twice about them. He doesn't see it as defining him. It is just a part of his definition.

Two infinities: the one that stretches to the beginning but never touches-when you halve and halve and halve, infinitely-and then the one that spreads out into the endless, endless future, the endless, endless, distance.The set of infinities that is itself infinite.

People are rarely as attractive in reality as they are in the eyes of the people who are in love with them. Which is, I suppose, as it should be. It's almost heartening to think that the attachment you have can define your perception as much as any other influence.

And just like that, the universe goes wrong. Just like that, all the enormity seems to shrink into a ball and float away from my reach. I feel it, and she doesn't. Or I feel it, and she won't.

Is that all we need? Can the way we say each other's names encompass all our history, all our love, all our fear, all our fights, all our reunions, all of what we know about each other, all of what we don't know?

I wasn't thinking of marriage, just commitment. I wasn't thinking of forever, just reveling in now. We don't know yet how long we're meant to be- there are so many obstacles down the road. But there is also possibility; the ring marks the realm of possibility.

rest, v. and n. Rest with me for the rest of this. That's it. Come closer. We're here.

You made me lose my appetite, Boomer. My mom tells me that all the time. Your family must be just like mine!

This should be the most homoerotically charged baseball dance number since "I Don't Dance" in High School Musical 2.

I can take everything on her face at face value, and that's valuable in a friend.

A Cue from Nature Run outside during a thunderstorm That downpour, that conquered hesitation, that exhilaration That's what unlonely is like

Wishing the best for you, knowing it was the worst of me.

What an idiot Santa is for flying around alone. Because who would want to travel the world without another person's heartbeat beside him?

yearning n. and adj. At te core of this desire is the belief that everything can be perfect.