David Levithan
You never let things go unanswered for too long. Emails. Phone calls. Questions. As if you know the waiting is the hardest part for me.Collection: Phones
Two infinities: the one that stretches to the beginning but never touches-when you halve and halve and halve, infinitely-and then the one that spreads out into the endless, endless future, the endless, endless, distance.The set of infinities that is itself infinite.Collection: Distance
I have always been aware of how I break. I know what kind of situations will break me. I know what kind of people will do it. I know how much it will hurt.Collection: Hurt
I couldn't remember ordinary moments, only the ones that had made an impression. Ordinary moments were the ones that fell away first.Collection: Ordinary
I was starting to think I was making up memories, just to have answers. Our brain does that sometimes. Or at least mine does.Collection: Memories
When he talked to you, you seemed to fit in, but when someone else was talking, or he would be distracted, you jsut looked lonely over there. At least to me. But whenever I would tell you that, you'd say "I'm fine. I just slip out of it, you know?" And I'd say "I'll catch you," and you would say, "It's not the kind of slipping you can catch.Collection: Lonely
You existed. You existed now as a fractal. Definition: A fractal is generally a rough or fragmented geometric shape that can be broken into parts, each of which is (at least approximately) a reduced-size copy of the whole. Maybe I was a fractal. Maybe the photographer was a fractal. Maybe we were all fractals.Collection: Geometric Shapes
Every you, every me. Fractals. Fractures.Collection: Fractals
Your life is inescapable. Unless you decide to escape it.Collection: Life Is
That's the question, isn't it?" you said one night. "Does death bring freedom, or is it the end of freedom?Collection: Night
What did it matter to me? Did I think that by making you rational about one thing, I could make you rational about everything? Maybe. Or maybe I just wanted to save you from your fearsCollection: Thinking
I'm not in love with you.Collection: Love You
Love me less, but love me for a long timeCollection: Long
What I really want, and what I never get - is to be appreciated.Collection: Want
Gone is not forgotten, but our lives cannot be a memorial. This city cannot be a memorial. This city has to be a city. Our lives have to be our lives.Collection: Cities
I had a sense then of how if we truly understood how many of the unimportant things we do will end up outliving us, we'd never be able to go on.Collection: Unimportant Things
I want to take back the secrets I told you so I can decide now whether to tell them to you again. I want to take back the piece of me that lies in you, to see if I truly miss it. I want to take back at least half the “I love you”s, because it feels safer that way.Collection: Lying
Let me hold on to this the way it was, before I knew anything else.Collection: Way
We hold hands as we walk through town. If anybody notices, nobody cares. I know we all like to think of the heart as the center of the body but at this moment, every conscious part of me is in the hand that he holds. It is through that hand, that feeling, that I experience everything else.Collection: Heart
It was one of those moments when you feel the future so much that it humbles the present.Collection: Moments
Let’s make plans,” I ventured. And Sofia smiled and said, “No, let’s leave it to chance.Collection: Chance
I am not dangerous. Only the stories are dangerous. Only the fictions we create, especially when they become expectations.Collection: Expectations
Fate has a strange way of making plans.Collection: Fate
He was my first boyfriend, and I made him my everything - he was my new life, my new love, my new compass point. I guess that's the danger with firsts - you lose all sense of proportion.Collection: New Life
fraught, adj. Does every “I love you” deserve an “I love you too”? Does every kiss deserve a kiss back? Does every night deserve to be spent on a lover? If the answer to any of these is “No,” what do we do?Collection: Love You
Ignorance is not bliss. Bliss is knowing the full meaning of what you have been given.Collection: Ignorance
My face seems too square and my eyes too big, like I'm perpetually surprised, but there's nothing wrong with me that I can fix.Collection: Eye
I can take everything on her face at face value, and that's valuable in a friend.Collection: Faces
How sad it must be for you to be nothing more than a hollow statue, to have your tomb preserved and your story forgotten.Collection: Stories
elliptical, adj. The kiss I like the most is one of the slow ones. It’s as much breath as touch, as much no as yes. You lean in from the side, and I have to turn a little to make it happen.Collection: Kissing
exemplar, n. It's always something we have to negotiate- the face that my parents are happy, and yours have never been. I have something to live up to, and if I fail, I still have a family to welcome me home. You have a storyline to rewrite, and a lack of faith that it can ever be done. You love my parents, I know. But you never get too close. You never truly believe there aren't bad secrets underneath.Collection: Believe
So what do you have to confess now?" I don't know why I'm saying any of this, except that is the truth. "I'm confessing that I don't know if I'm ready for this." "What is 'this'?" "Being open. Being hurt. Liking. Not being liked. Seeing the flicker on. Seeing the flicker off. Leaping. Falling. Crashing.Collection: Hurt
Dispel, v. It was the way you said, “I have something to tell you.” I could feel the magic drain from the room.Collection: Magic
When I am with you, there is nowhere else I'd rather be. And I am a person who always wants to be somewhere else.Collection: Somewhere Else
Part of love is letting a person be who they want to beCollection: Love Is
If this continues, if this goes on, then when I die, your memories of me will be my greatest accomplishment. You memories will be my most lasting impressions.Collection: Memories
Things are going so well. We’re volleying words back and forth. Everything she says, I have something I can say back. We’re sparking, and part of me just wants to sit back and watch. We’re clicking. Not because a part of me is fitting into a part of her. But because our words are clicking into each other to form sentences and our sentences are clicking into each other to form dialogue and our dialogue is clicking together to form this scene from this ongoing movie that’s as comfortable as it is unrehearsed.Collection: Together
His books are kept on freestanding shelves hung at different angles on a sea-green wall. They defy gravity, as good books should.Collection: Wall
You wanna-I dunno-get coffee or something sometime?" Justin smiled "Not coffee. But yes." "Not Coffee it is, then." "Yes, Not Coffee.Collection: Coffee
You don't know me. You know one me, just like I know one you. And you can't know every me, and I can't know every you.Collection: People
Everyone tried with me. And everytime, it felt like the whole point of life was to see if trying was ever enough.Collection: Trying
You know, I'd get a tattoo with your name on it. Only, I want you to have the freedom to change your name if you want to.Collection: Tattoo
My mother said I should have a 'change of scenery.' The word scenery made be think of a play. And as we were driving around, it made sense that way. Because no matter how much the scenery changed, we were still on the same stage.Collection: Mother
he is both the source of my happiness and the one i want to share it with.Collection: Want
But if I didn’t want to be alone, then why didn’t I want to be with anyone else?Collection: Want
I don’t want to know anything, and I want to know it allCollection: Want
And I'm moved, it's so beautiful. Not what I wrote, but to have it given back like this. To have her remember the words and the tune. To hear it in her voice.Collection: Beautiful
Deep breaths. I am taking deep breaths. Composure. Which, for me, means composing... Maybe this is my way of creating the illusion of control over something I have no control over. Like, if it's just a story I'm telling or a song I'm singing, then I'll be okay because I'm the guy who's providing the words.Collection: Song
When someone breaks up with you, their beauty-- which you took such satisfaction in-- suddenly becomes unfair.Collection: Satisfaction