I smiled at him. Not even Wyatt would have known how to be this honorable when talking about a girl that had hurt him.

It was an oddly satisfying idea to feel bereft as I left my mother this time. We only feel bereft when we’re deprived of something meaningful.

Wyatt told me once that if tenderness were a disease, I’d be terminal.

Hearing my brother’s words coming out of Henry, this stranger in a strange town, made me feel wild with all the loss—wild and wired with no place to put those feelings.

I turned my ear toward the door because I heard him breathing. When you’re alone and afraid, the simple sound of the steady in and out of air being drawn by another person is good medicine.

I found I could only glance at him for tiny moments and then I had to look away. He was perfect enough to hurt my feelings for a long time, and I wanted to let him.

Then let me be your mercy, ” he said. “I’ll never be able to give you smart answers about why we suffer, but I can come into your world and try to be some kind of help to you.

Next to the first Henry and Meg, Henry had written, “Promise?” Well, that genie’s out of the bottle and there’s no stuffing her back in.

Hmmm. What you’re saying is that you’ve never been kissed?” He picked at a string on the blanket under us.

He leaned toward me and said his name like he was sharing a secret and it made me think he probably kept a lot of secrets. His smile was sweet and his teeth the tiniest bit crooked.

I could’ve gone on and on but the truth was all that mattered. “My brother died because someone was jealous.

All that is not God is death.

Nothing happened today. I slept. While asleep I dreamed that I was sleeping.

People need to have "the dignity of risk" and "the right to fail".

One could say, with a little exaggeration, that the persona is that which in reality one is not, but which oneself as well as others think one is.

Younger people tend to associate happiness more with excitement and the future, while older people tend to associate happiness with peacefulness in the present.

All your secret wishes could right now be coming true.

There's no locality on the web - every market is a global market.

The best writing really does come from the deepest, most private part of you.

Extrapolations are the last refuge of a groundless argument.

Man's life is thought, And he, despite his terror, cannot cease Ravening through century after century, Ravening, raging, and uprooting that he may come Into the desolation of reality.