When Noah seems to adhere to the norms of a 16-year-old young man, it is coincidence, not conformity.
If you fail at raising me out of my sadness, then you too will be sad. That will make me sadder. I choose and own my sadness right now because I believe it is where I am supposed to be, to be true to my Self. It is not despair. It is widening, not deepening.
No one, especially our own self, is ever enough for another person. If because of unreadiness we reject God’s love, we are bound to reject any and all conditional human love — self-love included.
As far as my relationship with the universe . . . well, we’ve actually become very good friends. I even came to love and trust her when, in a quiet moment, I looked deeply into her eyes and realized that she, was me.