Everything feels yes.

To her, not packing our lunches every day or joining the PTA is a feminist rallying cry.

His voice is both low and quiet, and it has this hypnotic rhythm to it. I wonder whether someday he'll give sermons with that voice, whether he'll throw down judgement with that voice.

We're only three class sessions in and I'm already behind? And to hear it from him? This buttoned-up Bible-thumper I can't get out of my head?

High school is such an incestuous little pool.

I am a monster beneath him, with arching hips, an octopus with hands everywhere at once. I don't think anything in the history of time has felt this good.

Maybe I'm crying because I'm terrified that he's come here to do more damage, to reactivate what I feel only to let me down easy again, missionary style.

My brain is such a traitorous beast.

You can drag my body to school but my spirit refuses to go.

Be merciful until you can't be.Until you feel your heart begin to harden into a bullet.Then use that bullet.

Don’t just do what is required, do what is respected.

Be sure that you speak with unfeigned lips.

Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness.

It takes only one drink to get me drunk. The trouble is, I can't remember if it's the thirteenth or the fourteenth.

Whatever truth we feel compelled to withhold, no matter how unthinkable it is to imagine ourselves telling it, not to is a way of spiritually holding our breath. You can only do it for so long.

God's eternal laws are kind-and break the heart of stone.

People tell me this is obvious. But it's ok to be obvious. Knowing and doing are different. Many people know many obvious things they completely fail to do, despite their knowledge.