I love my virginity to the apocalypse.

The world needed more fireworks- especially now that there was going to be a shortage of beautiful, useless things.

What you do, the way you think, makes you beautiful.

My name is tally youngblood and my mind is very ugly

Tally smiled. At least she was causing trouble to the end. "I'm Tally Youngblood," she said. "make me pretty.

I'm Tally Youngblood. Make me pretty." -Tally Youngblood

Shay sometimes talked in a mysterious way, like she was quoting the lyrics of some band no one else listened to.

I don't want to hurt you but I will if I have too - Tally Youngblood

However stupid the choice seemed, Shay had made it with her eyes open, and had respected Tally's choice to stay.

The human heart is a strange vessel. Love and hatred can exist side by side.

A rousing tale of techno-geek rebellion, as necessary and dangerous as file sharing, free speech, and bottled water on a plane.

Men can go to hell! I’ll meet them there.

Always trust your instinct! If you just close your eyes, talk to God and listen you can always hear the truth

One night. May the best witch win.

It felt good to be surrounded by books, by all this solid knowledge, by these objects that could be ripped page by page but couldn't be torn if the pages all held together.

You have to give your art everything you can - I don't mean only writing, but studying other poets and poetics, thinking, reading what poets have written other than their poetry.

Some jobs you do - maybe you don't - are jobs that pay mortgages and some are art and I don't care about not being paid on those.

In life we often look to others for simple, but difficult answers, despite the fact that we have those answers ourselves.

The happiest lot for a man, as far as birth is concerned, is that it should be such as to give him but little occasion to think much about it.

Hardening of the categories causes art disease.

The night can sweat with terror as before We pieced our thoughts into philosophy, And planned to bring the world under a rule, Who are but weasels fighting in a hole.