You can't outwit fate by trying to stand on the sidelines and place little side bets about the outcome of life. Either you wade in and risk everything to play the game, or you don't play at all. And if you don't play, you can't win.

I want you any time or place It turns me on when you make me wait I like when you show up this late.

I know that right choices by definition are the means by which life crystallizes loss.

There would never be another antagonist more insidious than her own mind.

God I hate December All I know is what I dream But lately dreams have been such scary things Of suicide and frozen ice Over my pale body Suffocating December December, December God I hate December.

“For instance, ‘Why don’t I want to leave the city and buy a house with my fiancé?’ People with fiancés love houses. Yet people without centers are afraid of houses. People without centers do not like thinking about mortgages, because people without centers do not value commitment, since they can’t even commit to themselves.”

“He doesn’t want depth, Juliet, and he doesn’t need it. Not everyone does. There are people who skim the surface their entire lives. But you’re not one of them. That’s why you write a bittersweet song that’s full of fucking layers and he comes away with one word—sad, and Donna would use the same word. It doesn’t mean they’d be right, and that’s why you’ve got to stop listening to them.”

“‘This is my passion,’ Raven confides, continuing when I don’t shut her down, ‘It’s not an interest or a job that pays well. It’s honestly not even about the money. The dollars kind of become meaningless when you focus on the percentages up or down, the points here, the gains there. It’s not a game, and I certainly don’t treat it as such when I’m handling people’s livelihoods, but it’s the power of beating… myself. It’s what I obsess over, what I look at before bed and the first thing I check when I wake up. I love the industry, the fight of it, the grueling gives and takes. I’m prepared for all of it.’”