David Levithan Quotes

My colleague Ross Douthat wrote that any time you give Donald Trump the benefit of the doubt, he always lets you down.

Being left makes you doubt your ability to keep people, even friends.

I don't trust him. We're friends.

You mustnt give your heart to a wild thing. The more you do, the stronger they get.

I assume then, that you have no real faith in the fondness any of the rest of us may feel for you?''None,' said Mrs. Halloran.

Our own distrust gives a fair pretence for the knavery of other people.

I think it's possible to have experiences of love without attachment, but I think part of our conditioning is to grasp at times, especially when there are unmet needs. It's part of our nervous system to hold on to where we think those needs will be met.

From craving is born grief, from craving is born fear. For one freed from craving there's no grief- so how fear?

—I don't want to lose you —Then why are you the one that keeps letting go?

The more someone assures you that everything is okay, the more you can be assured that it's not.

Never trust anyone who has no doubts. And I'm not talking about scepticism either: scepticism can be a healthy thing. You can have an argument with someone who's a sceptic. When I say 'cynic', I mean someone who has given up, and they want you to give up too, so it makes them feel better about themselves.

I wore it, this careless thing you don't even remember giving to me from your bag. It wasn't a gift, this thing I'm returning. It was barely a gesture, almost forgotten already, this thing I wore like it was dear to me. And it was. No wonder we broke up.

How folks lay claim to a loved one is they give you a name of their own. They figure to label you as their property.

Unless, of course, you insist on identifying yourself with the people and things you love; and thereby seriously disturb yourself.

These days I don't know who really likes me. I always assume most people are bullshitting me.

His mind reeled. Now, empowered to ask questions of utmost rudeness-and promised answers-he could, conceivably (though it was almost unimaginable), ask someone, some adult, his father perhaps: "Do you lie?" But he would have no way of knowing if the answer he received was true.

What? You don't trust me?

What dangers you run, O noble souls! Often, you give your heart, but we take only your body. Your heart is left to you and you look at it in the shadows and shudder.

If I can forgive the attachment in myself and open to the vulnerability that's underneath it, then rather than fixating on another person to satisfy my need, I'm actually going right to where the needs come from and able to bring a real healing.

Don’t spend your time on and give your heart to any guy who makes you wonder about anything related to his feelings for you

I shouldn't believe anything I say, if I were you-and that includes what I just told you.

Some things are hard to let go of.

Everything has to do with loving and not loving.

I'm sure. But it doesn't work with me. for one thing, you won't look me in the eye. As for the other...I don't know. I can just tell.

The girl was grateful to the young man for every bit of flattery; she wanted to linger for a moment in its warmth and so she said, 'You're very good at lying.' 'Do I look like a liar?' 'You look like you enjoy lying to women,' said the girl, and into her words there crept unawares a touch of the old anxiety, because she really did believe that her young man enjoyed lying to women.