"Cherish love, make it your greatest conquest. After men, there will be other men. After books, there will be other books. After glory, there will be other glories. After money, there will be yet, more money. But after love, after love, there is nothing but the salt from tears."

"How strange it is. We have these deep terrible lingering fears about ourselves and the people we love. Yet we walk around, talk to people, eat and drink. We manage to function. The feelings are deep and real. Shouldn’t they paralyze us? How is it we can survive them, at least for a little while? We drive a car, we teach a class. How is it no one sees how deeply afraid we were, last night, this morning? Is it something we all hide from each other, by mutual consent? Or do we share the same secret without knowing it? Wear the same disguise?"

"

Physically, yes I can live without you. 
I can eat, breathe, and sleep all without you.

But if I’m not sharing half of a medium pizza with you, then I don’t want to eat.

And if I can’t feel your body move up and down as you breathe, I see no purpose in breathing.

And if I’m not waking up chest deep wrapped in your arms, then I don’t want to sleep.

"

"I’ll never be busy enough to not miss you."

"Sober or drunk, it’s always you."

"i know but idk"

"Even if you know what’s coming, you’re never prepared for how it feels."

"If you can see a future without me and that doesn’t break your heart then we’re not doing what I thought we were doing here."

"Always go after her. No matter how mad she seems. She loves you more than words can tell."