Quotes from David Levithan

I'm never going to figure it out, any more than a normal person will figure out his or her own existence. After a while, you have to be at peace with the fact that you simply are. There is no way to know why. You can have theories, but there will never be proof.

Belonging. Togetherness. These words are as complicated and confusing as the word love. It's probably all the same thing. Or it would be if we let it be.

I fear you may have outmatched me, because now I find these words have nowhere to go. It's hard to answer a question you haven't been asked. It's hard to show that you tried unless you end up succeeding.

Nichts zählt mehr, nur der Bass in meiner Hand, der Lärm in meinen Ohren. (2. Satz, 1. Kapitel)

The car can smile all it wants, but that doesn't mean you can see the driver's expression.

Love needs to have a future. And Sofia and I don't have a future. We've just had a good time sharing the present, that's all

Nichts zählt mehr, nur der Bass in meiner Hand, der Lärm in meinen Ohren.

I wake up the next morning in Beyoncé's body.

I am three notes in the middle of a song.

Distancia. Me dices que me alejo y yo balbuceo una disculpa, intento volver al presente. Pero hay algo que debería decirte: Incluso cuando me distancio, me preocupo por ti. Uno puede separarse de algo y seguir cuidando de ello. Si quisiera distanciarme por completo, me largaría. Pararía la conversación. Me marcharía de la cama. En su lugar, simplemente me abstraigo durante un momento. Miro en otra dirección. Pero mi mirada siempre vuelve a posarse en ti.

I hate that would. Straight. At the very least, those of us who are nonstraight should get to be called curvy. Or scenic. Actually, I like that: 'Do you think she's straight?' 'Oh no. She's scenic.

You have to be at peace with the fact that you simple are.

The buildings line the canals like long sentences __ each house a word, each window a letter, each gap a punctuation.

the history is there, but it's not visible.

I love being with you and Joni and the rest of the group. I love being a part of that. But I can never really enjoy it, because I know that at the end, I'll be back here. Sometimes I can forget, and when I can forget, it's bliss. But this past week has been hell. It's like I've been pushed back into the shape of this person I used to be. And I don't fit into the old shape anymore. I don't fit.

I thought about the word profile and what a weird double meaning it had. we say we're looking at a person's profile online... and we assume it's the whole them we're seeing. But when a photographer takes a picture of a profile, you're only seeing half the face... It's never the way you would remember seeing them.

He is doing it because he feels alive. [...] It is the ultimate buoy against drowning. It is the ever-saving grace.

Here's what breaks us: Even though we know better, we still want everything to be all right.

You like him because he's a lost boy. Believe me, I've seen it happen before. But do you know what happens to girls who love lost boys? They become lost themselves. Without fail.

Five years behind me, but somehow with his shit together.

A city presents many different faces, and it is up to the traveller to assemble the proper composite.

there was still the thrill of those opening credits that carried us through the harder times, that sustained our faith in a city that often didn't show much faith in us.

It's so much easier when we're talking about things that are real.

If we go through this thing and it changes us so much, you have to hope that it changes us for the better, right? If goodness can't come from bad things, it makes bad things unbearable.