“She's it. She's my everything. She's the standard by which I'll judge beauty for the rest of my life. I'll measure every touch to her breath on my skin. Every voice to her voice. Every mind to her mind. My… — Jeff Zentner Copy Share Image
“My mind twirls with mysteries. The eternities. Life. Death. I can't stop it. It's like staring in the mirror for too long or saying your name too many times and becoming disconnected from any sense of yourself. I begin to… — Jeff Zentner Copy Share Image
“I want you to be careful in this world. My heart is wrapped up in you.” — Jeff Zentner Copy Share Image
“Don't think that way," my mom says. "We need to think positively." How's this: I am positively fucked.” — Jeff Zentner Copy Share Image
“Pareidolia. One of my favorite words. It's when your mind sees a pattern you recognize where there isn't one. Like seeing a face in… — Jeff Zentner Copy Share Image
“Weird how we're programmed to get pleasure from destroying ourselves.” — Jeff Zentner Copy Share Image
“Now I'm standing here, writing the final chapter of my son's portion of the history of my life. I never imagined that my history… — Jeff Zentner Copy Share Image
“Gray, desolate dread descends on me--a cloud of ash blocking the sun. A complete absence of light or warmth. A tangible, mold-scented obscurity. A… — Jeff Zentner Copy Share Image
“She's it. She's my everything. She's the standard by which I'll judge beauty for the rest of my life. I'll measure every touch to… — Jeff Zentner Copy Share Image
“When he was sad, he never used it as an occasion to make anyone else sad.” — Jeff Zentner Copy Share Image
“I wish it would rain. Torrents. So hard it would cleanse me of worry and trouble; so hard it would lift the stain of… — Jeff Zentner Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, though, you want to remember every minute you spent with someone. You want to remember even the most mundane moments. You wish you… — Jeff Zentner Copy Share Image
“I should wait. I don't want to come off as a weirdo. But also I'm now keenly aware of how important it is to… — Jeff Zentner Copy Share Image
“Grief is weird. It seems to come in these waves out of nowhere. One minute I'm standing in the ocean, fine. The next minute… — Jeff Zentner Copy Share Image
“My mind twirls with mysteries. The eternities. Life. Death. I can't stop it. It's like staring in the mirror for too long or saying… — Jeff Zentner Copy Share Image
