How we cite our quotes: (Chapter.Paragraph)
Quote #7
And here's the thing: they go. They just get back into line and then I watch them walk into the club, and neither of them even tries to say no, no, we don't want to see the show without you.
Don't get me wrong. The band is great. But being passed over for the band still sucks. Standing in line I hadn't felt cold, but now it's freezing. It's miserable out, the kind of cold where breathing through your nose gives you brain freeze. And I'm out here alone with my worthless f***ing hundred-dollar ID. (5.134-135)
Poor Will is alone again. This time, his ID doesn't work and his friends pretty much laugh at him and ditch him. It's tough to be a lonely Will Grayson on a cold Chicago night.
Quote #8
tiny: let's go somewhere you like to go. where should we go? take me somewhere that matters to you.
me: like what?
tiny: like . . . i don't know. for me, if i need to feel better, i go alone to super target. i don't know why, but seeing all of those things makes me happy. it's probably the design. i don't even have to buy anything. just seeing all the people together, seeing all the things i could buy—all the colors, aisle after aisle—sometimes i need that. for jane, it's this indie record store we'll go to so she can look at old vinyl while i look at all the boy band cds in the two-dollar bin and try to figure out which one i think is the cutest. or the other will grayson—there's this park in our town, where all the little league teams play. and he loves the dugout, because when no one else is around, it's really quiet there. when there's not a game on, you can sit there and all that exists are the things that happened in the past. i think everyone has a place like that. you must have a place like that. (16.76)
Okay, so being alone isn't all bad. Tiny seems to know every space that his friends go when they just need to be on their own. Everyone just needs a little time to think all by their lonesome from time to time.
Quote #9
my hand is shaking so much that i drop the keys before i finally get them in the door. the house is empty. i am empty. i try to eat. i try to crawl into bed. nothing works. i do feel things. i feel everything. and i need to know i'm not alone. so i'm getting out the phone. i'm not even thinking about it. i'm pressing the number and i'm hearing the ring and as soon as it's answered, i'm shouting into the phone:
me: I LOVE YOU. DO YOU HEAR ME, I LOVE YOU?
i'm screaming it, and it sounds so angry and so frightened and so pathetic and desperate. on the other end of the phone, my mother is asking me what's wrong, where am i, what's happening, and i'm telling her that i'm at home and that everything's a mess, and she's saying she'll be home in ten minutes, will i be okay for ten minutes? (16.116-118)
In the end, will just can't stand the isolation. He's lost Isaac and he's lost Tiny and he just doesn't want to be by himself anymore. He finally breaks down and connects with his mom and admits the truth—he loves her a ton.