“It felt dangerous. It felt amazing. It felt like of course the lights were out, because all the electricity in the city was in my veins.”

“The only thing that feels right is as wrong as it can get”

“The sun came out the next day, which it had no right to do.”

“The thing is, being lonely is like walking in the cold without a coat. It’s uncomfortable, but eventually you go numb. Once you get used to not being lonely, though, the shock of going back is like having your down comforter yanked off at six o’clock on a Minnesota December morning.”

“It felt dangerous. It felt amazing. It felt like of course the lights were out, because all the electricity in the city was in my veins.”