Al Forman Quotes

Because if time can be fluid, then maybe something that is just one day can go on indefinitely

You meet people, you part ways, sometimes you cross paths again. Mostly, you don't.

Traveling isn't something you're good at. It's something you do. Like breathing.

I want you to play me like a cello.

But it's a big ocean. It's an even bigger world. And maybe we've gotten as close as we're supposed to get.

Because you don’t ever find things when you’re looking for them. You find them when you’re not.” “If that were true, nobody would ever find their keys.

I don’t discount a magical hand of fate. I am an actor, after all, and a Shakespearian, no less. But it can’t be the ruling force of your life. You have to be the driver.

Nothing happens without intention, Willem. Nothing. This theory of yours - life is rules by accidents - isn't that just one huge excuse for passivity?

When you make such a large withdrawal of happiness, somewhere you'll have to make an equally large deposit. It all goes back to the universal law of equilibrium.

Once the options increase, settling on one becomes harder.

It takes certain kind of naiveté, or perhaps just stupidity, to know things will end and still hope otherwise.

Can you move on from something when you're not sure what it is you're moving on from?

Willem, I suspect deep down you know exactly why you're here, exactly what you want, but you're unwilling to the wanting, let alone the having. Because both of those propositions are terrifying.

You talked to me, but you didn’t. I could see you having these two-sided conversations. The things you wanted to say to me. And the words that actually came out.

Every fiction has its base in fact.

It was just one day and it's been just one year. But maybe one day is enough. Maybe one hour is enough. Maybe time has nothing at all to do with it". Willem

Sometimes you can't know until you know.

That’s the thing you never expect about grieving, what a competition it is.

And I kissed him back so hard, like I was trying to merge our bodies through our lips.

What's that sound I hear? It's just my lifetime It's whistling past my ear

You stood over me and you made a promise to me, as sacred as any vow. And I can understand why you're angry, but you can't blame me. You can't hate me for taking your word.

Really? Was that how you quit me?

How is it possible that a boyfriend ceases to exist from one day to another?

And yes, it was a high school romance, but it was still the kind of romance where I thought we were trying to find a way to make it forever.

In that twisted incestuous way of fate, Mia's a part of our history, and we're among the shards of her legacy.

If I stay. If I live. It's up to me.

It's ok if you want to stop fighting.

I like French fries," I say. I like French fries? I sound like a slow child in a made-for-TV movie.

It was selfish what I asked her to do, even if it wound up being the most unselfish thing I've ever done.

I know what I did to you was so wrong, but at the time it also felt so necessary to my survival. I don't know if those two things can both be true, but that's how it was.

A thousand suns rise from my chest.

Fake it till you make it actually worked.

Adam lay perfectly still, little groans escaping from his lips. I looked at the bow, looked at my hands, looked at Adam's face and felt this surge of love, lust, and an unfamiliar feeling of power.

It's funny the things you think you're scared of until they're upon you, and then you're not.

He looks at one of the pictures for a long time. Then he looks at me. "I'll keep you up here." He taps his temple. "Where you can't get lost.

You forget, time doesn't exist anymore. You gave it to me.

I want to ask him where that kitchen is. Where he's from. But he seems guarded. Or maybe it's me. Maybe making friends is a specific skill, and I missed the lesson.

I want to undo this. To make it right. But I have no idea how. I don't seem to know how to open up to people without getting the door slammed in my face. So I do nothing.

Willem tsk-tsks. "You Americans are so violent. I'm Dutch. The worst I will do is run her over with a bicycle.

Travelling is like a talent, like whistling or dancing. And some people have it.

Travelling's not something you're good at. It's something you do. Like breathing. You can't work too much at it, or it feels like work. You have to surrender yourself to the chaos. To the accidents.

He showed me how to get lost, and then I showed myself how to get found.

Mia,” Kim said, an edge of warning in her voice signaling the end of her patience. “You’re starting to act like one of those girls. Do you need to get me a gun?

Or maybe it's not a miracle. Maybe this is just life. When you open yourself up to it. When you put yourself in the path of it. When you say yes.

I don't hate you. I don't think I ever really did. It was just anger. And once I faced it head-on, once understood it, it dissipated. -Mia

Suddenly, it's all too much. Bryn and the bump watch. Vanessa with my high school yearbook. The idea that nothing's sacred. Everything's fodder. That my life belongs to anyone but me.

Because that day with Willem, I may have pretended to be someone named Lulu, but I had never been more honest in my life. Maybe that's the thing with liberation. It comes at a price.

Why get stained when getting dirty is so much more fun

I realize then that it's not enough to know what someone is called. You have to know who they are.

You're just trying on different identities, like everyone in those Shakespeare plays. And the people we pretend at, they're already in us. That's why we pretend them in the first place.