Everything is evil that humans can't control or conquer

What’s the difference between a trip and a journey?" "Narnie, my love, when we get there, you’ll understand.

What do you want from me?" he asks. What I want from every person in my life, I want to tell him. More.

Hold my hand because I might disappear.

But grief makes a monster out of us sometimes . . . and sometimes you say and do things to the people you love that you can't forgive yourself for.

Do you think people have noticed that I'm around?" "I notice when you're not. Does that count?

No," I say, looking up at Griggs. "It's actually because my heart belongs to someone else." And if I could bottle the look on his face, I'd keep it by my bedside for the rest of my life.

The truth doesn't set you free, you know. It makes you feel awkward and embarrassed and defenseless and red in the face and horrified and petrified and vulnerable.

I think if I'm ever asked to recall what Year 12 was all about, I'll remember it as one big cappuccino experience.

It's like you have a plan and someone comes along and makes you want to change it all, but you still like your first plan, no matter how fantastic the second one makes you feel.

Maybe memories should be left the way they are.

john was smart, but he was also a young male with a usually empty belly. sometimes it was simple as that

Perfect is boring: Beauty is irregular.

On our crowded planet there are no longer any internal affairs!

Separate from the pleasure of your company, I don't much care if I never see another mountain in my life.

It's really fun to watch yourself disappear in the movie every day.

Night is real. Night is not an absence of light, but in fact, it is daytime that is a brief respite from the looming darkness.

It might seem as the hardest thing to do, but you have to forget the guy who forgot about you.

What we call birth Is but a beginning to be something else Than what we were before; and when we cease To be that something, then we call it death.

I've always had a quirky way of looking at things. It's my coping mechanism.