It's the face itself that I love, not that face at twenty-eight or thirty-four or forty-three. It's that face.
You don’t break up with someone just because of an argument, Josh. At least, I don’t.
You and your scars. Please! You don't kill youself like this!" I gesture, holding a wrist turned up to the ceiling, then pretending to cut across it with my other hand. "That's just a cry for help. That's just attention. Everbody knows that. Cutting across just gets you to the hospital. That's just from movies and TV shows and stuff like that. You didn't really try to kill yourself. you just wanted attention, but you screwed up. Try harder next time.
Here’s the thing about baseball-it’s not the individual sport I thought it was. Turns out I was wrong about that. Yeah, the batter is a lone man against the world. He stands in the batter’s box like a soldier and it’s up to him-and him alone-what happens next. But here’s the thing I didn’t understand until I was forced to, until recently: In order to hit a home run… Someone else has to pitch the ball.
And I think of nothing. I think of nothing but Rachel. What happens next is pure magic, and is for us and us alone.
It's not an easy choice, but that's OK. Easy doesn't equal good. Difficulty doesn't equal bad. It's just life, is all.
And it's true. It's so true. All those years of loving Zik because he never asked about Eve. . . I never realized, I never understood. It was his job as my best friend not to ask. But it was my job as his best friend to tell him without being asked.
Some days I woke up and got out of bed and brushed my teeth like any normal human being; some days I woke up and laid in bed and looked at the ceiling and wondered what the hell the point was of getting out of bed and brushing my teeth like any normal human being.
Show me the prison, Show me the jail, Show me the prisoner whose life has gone stale. And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why And there, but for fortune, go you or I.
Life is like a bicycle; keep moving on to maintain balance.
Underneath your physical and psychological form, you are one with Life itself, one with Being.