1. "While I was traveling, searching for you, I died again and again, and I finally realized: a world where you and I can both live doesn’t exist."
2. "...maybe it's not about the length of time you've known someone, maybe it's about instant recognition on an unconscious level. Our souls know each other."
3. “Though this be madness, yet there is method in ’t.”
4. “There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.”
5. “Doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt I love.”
6. "I want love that makes stars plummet to the earth just to get closer to the magic of it."
7. "The search for your soulmate ends with the sound of a hello, and a familiar feeling like you’ve said hello once before."
8. “You don’t have to say I love you to say I love you.”
9. "I want to fill my mouth with your name."
10. "I already sensed that my life would be one long series of farewells."
11. "over my fretful, feeling fingertips, / over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips"
12. "It’s like you’re my 25th hour of the day. It doesn’t exist, but somehow I’m waiting for it everyday."
13. "April Fools. A person’s excuse to be honest but is afraid of the consequences of it."
14. "this above all: to thine own self be true / and it must follow, as the night the day / thou canst not then be false to any man"
15. "sometimes i touch the things you used to touch, looking for echoes of your fingers."
16. "This is the paradox of jealousy; it feeds on phantoms more than on reality."
17. "But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue."
18. "to be drowsy / with love— / if you are the sun, / let me be heavy / with light, / with warmth."
19. "there is a holiness / in this purging. / there is an art / in destroying"
20. "there's blood between us, love, my love."
21. "'do you dream of me?' you said. my heart was dust that used to leap to you—"
22. "he was being eaten up alive because for him freedom was more important than love—"
23. "—And the soul which has come sighing and dreaming / Feels itself dying of hope, of longing and of frenzy."
24. "the supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting."
25. "you whisper / i love you / what you mean is / i don't want you to leave"
26. "so we make these deals, with ourselves and with others. lies we agree to. compromises we pretend are victories."
27. "there are a million ways to bleed. but you are by far my favorite."
28. "for you, a thousand times over."
29. "there is no shame in being hungry for another person."
30. "because i never realized that you could fall in love with people the same way you fall in love with songs. how the tune of them could mean nothing to you at first, an unfamiliar melody, but quickly turn into a symphony carved across your skin; a hymn in the web of your veins; a harmony stitched into the lining of your soul."
31. "perhaps that's what all human relationships boiled down to: would you save my life? or would you take it?"
32. "one day i will find the right words, and they will be simple."
33. "je sais, je sais que je sais jamais."
34. "i am a garden of black and red agonies."
35. “…there is immeasurably more left inside than what comes out in words.”
36. "Even before I was touched, I belonged to you; you had only to look at me."
37. "Half my days I cannot bear not to touch you. The rest of the time I feel it doesn't matter if I ever see you again. It isn't the morality, it is how much you can bear."
38. "For rarely do you know what you want. Even after you've done it you can't say clearly if that was what you'd wanted or just something that happened to you, like weather."
39. "And so it seems I must always write you letters that I can never send."
40. "But my words become stained with your love. You occupy everything, you occupy everything."
41. "One can cut the body, and it will heal—but do it over and over again in the same spot, and you will scar. The soul cannot be so different."
42. "I’m interested in sex as an instrument of self-injury. Sex as something that we think we can gloss over as just being a bunch of jaded twenty-somethings who don’t let the world penetrate you too deeply. Being casual about sex, being casual about men, being casual about trauma — there’s a lot of pain embedded in that."
43. "Your absence has gone through me / Like thread through a needle. / Everything I do is stitched with its color."
44. "As the surgeon's scalpel reveals my organs, love introduces other versions of myself, whose obscene novelty disgusts me."
45. "There is no shame in being hungry for another person."
46. "I measure every Grief I meet, / With narrow, proving, eyes"
47. "Remorse is memory awake."