Quotes from David Levithan

But instead she freezes. She looks away, as if she can ignore her way out of it.

Kids don't really get to hear their parents giggle enough if you ask me...

most people don`t know my name, and nobody knows hat to call me in relation to you.

Some people think mental illness is a matter of mood, a matter of personality. They think depression is simply a form of being sad, that OCD is a form of being uptight. They think the soul is sick, not the body. It is, they believe, something that you have some choice over. I know how wrong that is.

Why is it so much easier to talk to a stranger? Why do we feel we need that disconnect in order to connect?

No word is too grand or too infinitesimal to be considered

It doesn't work," she continues, unclasping her hands, smoothing her skirt. "What you're feeling right now doesn't work. You can't wander around and think the wandering will call them back. Believe me. I know you don't want to hear the long view, but let me tell you. You are so young. I know it's none of my business. But still.

I have to resort to email, and email is not enough. I am starting to get tired of relying on words. They are full of meaning, yes, but they lack sensation. Writing to her is not the same as seeing her face as she listens. Hearing back from her is not the same as hearing her voice.

By losing myself to her, I gain her.

Imperceptible, adj. We stopped counting our relationship in dates (first date, second date, fifth, date, seventh) and started counting it in months. That might have been the first true commitment, this shift in terminology. We never talked about it, but we were at a party and someone asked how long we`d been together, and when you said, A month and a half," I knew we had gotten there.

That's the law I've set down for myself--don't disrupt the life you're living in. Leave it as close to the same as you can.

I shed my borrowed life for an hour and put on the borrowed life of the book I'm reading.

And once again I think about how people use the devil as an alias for the things they fear. The cause and effect is backward. The devil doesn't make anyone do anything. People just do things and blame the devil after.

When the heart stops, you die. Love is everywhere that life is, and if there is no love for life, you die. Giving up on love is the same thing as giving up on life itself.

This is what love does: It makes you want to rewrite the world. It makes you want to choose the characters, build the scenery, guide the plot. The person you love sits across from you, and you want to do everything in your power to make it possible, endlessly possible. And when it's just the two of you, alone in a room, you can pretend that is how it is, this is how it will be.

Why is it so much easier to talk to a stranger. Why do we feel we need that disconnect to connect?

Some people have lives; some people have music.

I think we all feel it, to varying degrees. Perhaps in some other language there is a word for the world is terribly wrong. That feeling of stun and unbelief and abandonment and shock and horror and distress.

You don't feel like a stranger to me. I wanted to ask her, What does a stranger feel like? Not to be snarky or sarcastic. Because I really wanted to know if there was a difference, if there was a way to become truly knowable, if there wasn't always something keeping you a stranger, even to the people you weren't strange to at all.

Cuando las cosas se rompen, lo que impide recomponerlas no es el hecho de que se hayan roto. Lo que sucede es que una pequeña pieza se pierde. Las demás no encajarían aunque quisieran. La forma ha cambiado definitivamente.

I never married because I was too easily bored. It's an awful, self-defeating trait to have. It's much better to be too easily interested.

Maybe there is something you're afraid to say, or someone you're afraid to love, or somewhere you're afraid to go. It's gonna hurt. It's gonna hurt because it matters.

Your first time in New York, feeling like you were marching through canyons, the skyscrapers leaning over to peek down at you and your trombone.

i want to stay. i pray to stay. i close my eyes and wish to stay