I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often
The heart is a muscle like any other and the best exercise you can do for it is called picking yourself up off the floor.
You were better to the ones that were worse for you. And worse to the one that was better for you.
You want them to like you—love you. You laugh at their jokes that aren’t funny; you smile when they break your heart.