You can't remain in a state of sheer panic and terror indefinitely, and both had run their course. Ever since, I've thought that must be why we cry: our bodies are coping with something our minds and hearts can't absorb by themselves.

I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of the throat and I'd cry for a week.

Everyone tells you it's all right to cry, but not enough people say it's all right if you don't want people to know.

I wasn’t built for this,” he yelled. “Look at me. You know it’s true.” And for the
first time, maybe ever, he didn’t sound cool. He sounded a little panicked. And a
little angry. “I don’t want to love someone so much that they take up all my head,
all my space. If I knew I was going to feel this way about you, I would have left a
long time ago, while I still could.

The predominant emotion here, I think, is one of great sadness. The city is never going to be the same.

He sometimes wondered if she had become involved with him just so that she could cry in someone's arms. Maybe she can't cry alone, and that's why she needs me.