David Levithan Quotes

If other people see you differently, you’ll end up seeing them differently, too.

I can flirt with the best of them, but only when it doesn't matter.

Things rarely get fixed the way they need to be.

Sharing truth is not the kind of gift that comes in wrapping paper - ripped open once and, there, you're done. No, this is a gift that must be unfolded.

I'm always standing on the edge of something bad.

lying awake beside you, these thoughts run through my head.

This, I think, is how people survive: Even when horrible things have been done to us, we can still find gratitude in one another.

Making love without noise is like playing a muted piano-fine for practice, but you cheat yourself out of hearing the glorious results.

I want love to conquer all. But love can't conquer anything. It can't do anything on it's own. It relies on us to do the conquering on its behalf.

To get something you must give something away. To hold something you must give something away. To love something you must give something away.

I saw his scars - the visible ones-and saw how breaking him had not made him any less beautiful. If anything, he stood stronger, because he'd survived.

He is much stronger than I think I am. He is mischievous, outgoing, ready to soar through the clouds, while I often feel like the cloud itself.

I try to convince myself that it's the alcohol talking. But alcohol can't talk. It just sits there. It can't even get itself out of the bottle.

Life goes on is a redundancy. Life is defined by its going on.

Game over," you say, and I don't know which I take more exception to-- the fact that you say its over, or the fact that you say it's a game.

I was sixteen and equipped with the appropriate genitalia, so I cleared that hurdle nicely.

love is tied to truth. I think of them as unhappily conjoined twins.

Sorry to be so cynical, but this is New York

I was attempting to write the story of my life. It wasn't so much about plot. It was much more about character.

A guy can do far far worse than surrounding himself with people who restore his faith in humanity.

Ignorance is not bliss. Bliss is knowing the full meaning of what you have been given.

I felt like I was missing something. Missing you more. Missing whatever was going to happen next.

But you have to figure that if it’s too hard to hang on, then maybe you should let go.

But death is not freedom. For a moment, it can look like freedom. But then it's death. Anything. Something. Nothing.

Honestly, I'm just trying to live day to day

This is not something insignificant. This is real. This is happening, and this is ours.

Maybe language is kind, giving us these double meanings. Maybe it's trying to teach us a lesson, that we can always be two things at once.

Yes, time can be buoyed by wordlessness, but it needs to be anchored in words.

I don’t want to throw everything away for something uncertain.

You leave the phone on beside you as you fall asleep. I sit in my bed and listen to your breathing, until I know you are safe, until I know you no longer need me for the night.

And If only I could, I'd make a deal with God.

Tell me a way you think this can work." "We'll find a way," I tell her. "That's not an answer. It's a hope." "Hope's gotten us this far. Not answers.

So what else can I tell you?" I asked. "I mean, to get you to reveal Lily to me.

I know the odds are all against me and I know you might not feel this way too but I know I would rather die trying to know if I could mean something to you

Love weaves itself from hundreds of threads.

It’s as simple as that. Simple and complicated, as most true things are.

I hope suffering don't exist.

That's what it felt like - that if I let a little of the hurt out, it would keep pouring out until I was a deflated balloon of a person, with a big monster of hurt in front of me.

If I lose it now, I will lose you, too. I know that. I hate it.

Because sometimes you just have to dance like a madman in the Self-Help section of your local bookstore.

We pencil-sketch our previous life so we can contrast it to the technicolor of the moment.

I say good-bye to hope, but I also say good-bye to hope's disappointment.

I am jealous of anyone who can make other people care so much.

Let’s always love each other, and never be in love with each other.

I know I should just leave. Just go. Because there's a point where a mistake turns into a big mistake, and I should probably come to my senses before I get there.

Enlightenment is scary. Sometimes things look better in the dark.

he is both the source of my happiness and the one i want to share it with.

Her mind is an unquiet one, words and thoughts and impulses constantly crashing into each other.

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.

I can take everything on her face at face value, and that's valuable in a friend.