She's not going to let go until she sees for herself that there's nothing left to hold on to.

— Susane Colasanti

So I'll send my parents money, and maybe they can get a bigger place, too. They can even relax when they're older, the way they deserve to. Without having to worry about how they're going to survive. But for now, I'm the one who has to survive.

— Susane Colasanti

Somewhere underneath it all, I know he doesn't deserve to take up space in my brain.

— Susane Colasanti

That's the cool thing about having a best friend. They know what your pain feels like already, so you don't have to explain it.

— Susane Colasanti

The huge problems we deal with every day are actually tiny. We’re so focused on what bothers us that we don’t even try to see our lives from a clearer perspective.

— Susane Colasanti

Then we’re just sitting there, staring at each other. Which has been happening a lot lately. It’s like whatever wall there was between us, however she was holding herself back from me. . . All of that pretense is gone.“And when you find a soul mate,” Sara says, “it’s undeniable. You have to be together.”“That’s my philosophy.” I look back at her. “You have to go with the flow.”“Exactly. I think the universe guides you to make the right choices.”“Do you believe in fate?”“I guess, but. . . It’s more about creating the life you want so you can make that fate a reality. You know?

— Susane Colasanti

The rain fluctuates between drizzle and torrential. It messes with your mind. It makes you think things will always be like this, never getting better, always letting you down right when you thought the worst was over.

— Susane Colasanti

There are some things I can't control, & that's just the way it is.

— Susane Colasanti

There's this total man whore phenomenon happening, where even the geeks are player now. It's like Manhattan is this giant playground and guys want to keep playing forever.

— Susane Colasanti

The smell of hyacinths in the summer night air. At this moment, standing here with a boy I just met who already feels like home, I am overwhelmed with city love.

— Susane Colasanti