All I mean is that I was very young in New York, and that at some point the golden rhythm was broken, and I am not that young anymore.
One of the mixed blessings of being twenty and twenty-one and even twenty-three is the conviction that nothing like this, all evidence to the contrary notwithstanding, has ever happened to anyone before.
Joan Didion in “Goodbye to All That,” found in Slouching Towards Bethlehem
Song: “Twentysomething” by Jamie Cullum
Nobody tells you that when you give yourself completely to someone, you never get all of yourself back.