Kim Quindlen

We turned on “Blank Space” and started belting out the lyrics. I paused, and looked around the car. “Am I a Swifty?” I whispered to myself in fear.

Because if you don’t drink it, then that grape lady from the YouTube video will have fallen in vain.

sometimes, when that amazing, happy period of time finally returns, it almost feels like we don’t know what to do.

The happiness never swayed. It only got stronger. But that almost made everything worse. Because the worry got stronger too.

Forcing yourself to remember that everyone has a backstory you don’t know about, and avoiding the temptation of judging someone the instant that you meet them.

I’m supposed to be ready in an hour. I definitely have time to watch an episode of something on Netflix.

We’ve been making all our decisions on our own. But not really.

Love does not seek out the best of the best and leave everybody else behind. Love does not look you up and down and then decide to move onto someone else if you appear to be a little bit flawed. “Being in love” is not some special thing that only happens for seemingly perfect people who always have it all together.

Are you going to finish that? = Give me your hash browns or I will cut you.

Don’t apologize to anyone for finding happiness with someone.

You cannot love someone if you feel nothing when they are in pain. You can feel “bad” for someone going through something if you feel affectionate or infatuated towards them. But you don’t love someone until the idea of them experiencing any kind of suffering tears your heart out.

Regardless of where you come from, what your background is, or what decisions you have made in the past, you have worth. You deserve to be happy and you deserve to be treated with dignity.

Maybe I should just read an entire book really quickly.

No one will be able to tell that I used dry shampoo.

Membership Rep: We’ve got tons of free fitness classes.
You: That’s awesome.
Membership Rep: Yeah, cycling every morning at 5:45!
You: Lol.

This is not about finding your soulmate. This is not about finding the one person in the entire world that you could ever, possibly be happy with. I don’t think that’s a thing.

Sure, everybody hates winter to some extent. It’s a pain in the ass and everyone is cold and it feels like it’s permanently dark.

When you spend a certain amount of time with someone and get to know them on a deeper level than you’ve known anyone else, you become incredibly in tune with them, to the point that sometimes you freak each other out with how easily you understand each other.