This is home, it's the only place I want to be, but at the same time everything familiar feels strange. It's the same as it ever was except without the people who most belong here.

I find the title How to Be Good. Curious, I open it up. I'm disappointed to find it's fiction.

there is something intriguing about knowing how things are going to turn out, but being constantly surprised about how they'll get there.

I tell myself I’m fine on my own, but am I? No friends to fall back on, no relationships, no support. Left to my own devices, I have no devices.

I will take a new approach to death, because what is important about death is not the dead. It’s the living. Those of us left behind.

I let myself relax into the pattern of the recipe.

All I have besides food is grief.

If you don’t know how to deal with emotion, other people’s feelings can hit you like a drug.

Heartbreak is stupid and impossible. Hearts don't break. Hearts squeeze, they wrench, they ache, they shrivel. Hearts pull apart in wet chunks like canned tomatoes.

She's not quite making sense, but no one does all the time.

I love it, " I say. "So I learned it." It's an explanation that leaves a lot out. But I learned a long time ago that people don't really want explanations.

Part of me regrets not finishing college.

My dream is to be a character in a Wes Anderson movie. I just love how interesting and eclectic and stylized his characters are, and I would love to dive into that world.

According to the doctors, I'm only suffering from a light form of premature baldness.

Immortal life is something to be earned, By slow self-conquest, comradeship with Pain, And patient seeking after higher truths.

Everything is shared by everything else; there are no discontinuities.

That’s right, I’m crazy. But, I don’t ever want to go back to being of sound mind again. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to. Because as crazy as I may get, I only have eyes for Ju Yoo Rin.

Motherfuckers will read a book that’s one third Elvish, but put two sentences in Spanish and they [white people] think we’re taking over.

Every day I ask my husband, 'Is it possible to over kiss your child?' I literally think I kiss him 200 times in a day. It's not normal!

Every sun casts a shadow, and genius's shadow is Resistance.

I enjoyed every bit of my swimming career. I think that's the most important advice - to enjoy what you do