No matter how much you tell yourself your over someone, your heart knows the truth

The thing about me and books is that whichever one I’m reading always reminds me of whatever’s happening in my life during that time.

The information age is so psychotic - without the cell phone and Internet, I would be drama free right now.

When people start liking people, that’s when someone has the ability to get hurt.

You have to give respect to get respect.

The thing about loving someone, is that yelling at them only feels good while you're doing it -- as soon as they're gone, all you want to do is take it all back

People come and go, in and out of each other’s lives like it’s nothing. So I don’t know how/why this should be a big deal.

My eyes are a little blood shot from crying, and my hair's messy. But other than that i don't look like someone who's world is falling apart.

I prefer to subscribe to that whole, “everything happens for a reason” theory, mostly because the alternative is too disturbing to think about.

You can't bring a duffel bag that says 'I Heart Cheese' on it, that's just offensive.

The first day of school is bullshit

To live is to war with trolls.

I have enough money to last me the rest of my life, unless I buy something.

If you didn't like your own life, you changed it. You ran away. You did something spectacular. you didn't steal someone else's story and pretend it was yours.

The essential element of successful strategy is that it derives its success from the differences between competitors with a consequent difference in their behavior.

There's a genius in all of us.

The brain can process two million bits of information per second. It remembers everything you've ever seen, everything you've ever heard.

The thought is not the thing.

I am a writer who has written about the life of my people, the character of my people. What I can say is that the greatest hero of the Brazilian novel is the Brazilian people.

I have just committed the mortal sin of laughing in the Members' Library. No-one around here has done that for a while.

Maybe she, like me, would have loved the tiny details and inconveniences even more dearly than the wonders, because they are the things that prove you belong.