“Why is it so hard to say no to him? Is this what it's like to be in love with somebody?”

“I loved the feeling of talking and having somebody really listen to what I have to say. It was like a high or something.”

“Everyone knows what falling in love is like but being in love is what people have lost. That intimacy to be in bed with somebody and just laugh and not hold anybody accountable for what they say.”

“It doesn't matter who you are or what you look like so long as somebody loves you.”

“"Why do I love him so much, mamma? Why do I feel so sorry for him?" she went on in a quivering voice, and her eyes glistened with tears. "Who is he? What is he like? As light as a little feather, as a little crumb, but I love him; I love him like a real person. Here he can do nothing, he can't talk, and yet I know what he wants with his little eyes."”

“To me, poetry is somebody standing up, so to speak, and saying, with as little concealment as possible, what it is for him or her to be on earth at this moment”

“It's hard loving those who don't much like themselves: "If you're so great, why would you think I'm so great.”

“He would have liked to know that somebody wanted to keep him alive, that someone remembered him. He used to say that we exist as long as somebody remembers us.”

“Losing him was blue like I’d never known;
Missing him was dark grey all alone.
Forgetting him was like trying to know
Somebody you've never met.
But loving him was red;
Loving him was red.”

“When you stood between somebody you loved and death, it was hard to be awake and it was hard to sleep.”