She can never tell him what she started to say: that we come to love those who save us. For although Anna does believe this is true, the word that stuck in her throat was not save but shame.
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
But we’ll stumble on, she and I, into our messy future. And we’ll have each other.
Don’t do that. Don’t skip stages in your life. You’re 19, kiss a few boys and wear your heart on your sleeve. There will come a time when you’re 39 and stuck in a suit, wondering why the hell you were so eager to grow up in the first place.
You can discover more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation.
I am not afraid to die, but to think I haven’t lived. That terrifies me.