Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you. - Jonathan Safran Foer

I hope you never think about anything as much as I think about you.

What did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think. I've thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.

There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me.

She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.