Jessa Maxwell

And yet, being so lost, so incredibly rock bottom, comes with a kind of freedom if you are able to harness it.

Janis Joplin song, freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.

good luck replacing the irreplaceable.

It is surprisingly satisfying solving other people’s problems, she thinks. Much easier than fixing your own.

I wonder if you are not missing your youth at all—being young is never as easy as we remember it—but rather the feeling of being true to who you are, of letting time stretch out in front of you in such a way that you don’t need to guard it or worry about its end.

The temptation to call some people never goes away, no matter what you’ve done to rid yourself of it.

There are certain people who appreciate your vulnerability and certain people who will try to use it against you. But they can’t if you don’t let them.

There is something thrilling about being allowed into a complete stranger’s deepest thoughts and desires, being let into their inner life.

Hearts are not had as a gift, but hearts are earned.

The whole scene is so implausible, the two of them out on the street listening to Little Women and sharing headphones like teenagers, that she straightens up and pulls herself away.