Each period had required me to be a slightly different person, and that was exhausting. I wondered if school had always felt this way and whether it was like this for everone.

It was strange, really. A couple months ago, I had thought I couldn’t live without him. Apparently I could.

I wondered if the person who really loves you is the person who knows all your stories, the person who WANTS to know all your stories.

Love stories are written in millimeters and milliseconds with a fast, dull pencil whose marks you can barely see, they are written in miles and eons with a chisel on the side of a mountiantop

It was odd to have something so personal out there in that way, but the good thing about art is that no one necessarily knows what you mean by it anyway.

It was funny how dad was more honest in a book that anyone in the world could pick up and read than he could be talking to me. Or maybe it was sad. One or the other. Sometimes it’s hard to tell.

I was crying a little for the boy I had wanted him to be and the boy he hadn’t turned out to be.

My heart was a little bit broken, but I still had to go to school. I buttoned my dress shirt over it and my winter coat, too. I hoped it didn't show too much.

But then again, maybe 'I will' is nicer. It has the future in it. 'I do' just has the present.

But now, at this moment, you can't hook your boat to mine, 'cause I'm liable to sink us both. (222)

Hi there, " squeaked a precocious little voice, "you are speaking to Chloe Fusakawa, and I have just learned how to answer the phone.

Love makes you do, the best of things.Love makes you do, the worst of things, It's a feeling extreme, that doesn't exist in between.

The way to God is not vertically up. Never down. It is horizontal. Love lights up much of the path.

Talent is required, but much of writing is a matter of craft, which develops with time, attention, patience and practice, like playing an instrument or learning to dance.

Because people have no thoughts to deal in, they deal cards, and try and win one another's money. Idiots!

When deciding between two competing theories, always go with the one that doesn't involve a magic spell.

President Obama said he plans on training 10,000 new math and science teachers. How about teaching math to that economic team of his?

If all the insects were to disappear from the earth, within 50 years all life on earth would end. If all human beings disappeared from the earth, within 50 years all forms of life would flourish.

This is how you know religion is failing because people think you're bonkers if you believe in God and also because it's so uncool believing in Jesus and everything.

Refusing to deal with numbers rarely serves the interests of the least well-off.

Sometimes I wish that I could go into a time machine right now and just look at my self and say, 'Calm down. Things are gonna be fine. Things are gonna be all great. Just relax.