love

The most divine relationships constitute a messy, awkward collaboration between two savage souls who dare to ask for more from this world.

I don’t think I’m so good at that kind of friendship. My friendships, if they persist for long enough, have a way of getting weighty. But heaviness is also part of the magic—it’s hard to love someone or something without getting in too deep. I think the right people will follow you into the water, and teach you how to swim.

Friendship was what taught me that love is an endurance sport with no finish line. You keep picking up the phone and sending your dumb texts and ordering crudo and white wine at New American restaurants and seeing movies together and asking about their families and sometimes things change and sometimes they stay the same. Disenchantment, reenchantm... See more

I fall in love when I want them to fill all my pauses.

“Falling in love is like entering a room you didn’t know existed in your own house. You think you know the layout—you’ve lived here a long time, you’ve opened every drawer, rearranged every piece of furniture in your head—and then someone says, ‘What about this door?’ And they open it. And suddenly there’s light you’ve never seen before. A corner o... See more

the current state of everyone I love still being here.

After a while, growing near each other, trees don’t know which roots are theirs.

That it’s intended to keep something out as much as it is keeping something in.

“Ease can be exciting.”