That was the September I cut school six times in my first two weeks. I just couldn't do school anymore. Something inside wouldn't let me.

But if these years have taught me anything it is this: you can never run away. Not ever. The only way out is in.

If you didn't grow up like I did then you don't know, and if you don't know it's probably better you don't judge.

You can't regret the life you didn't lead.

She was the kind of girlfriend God gives you young, so you'll know loss the rest of your life.

Success, after all, loves a witness, but failure can't exist without one.

She would be a new person, she vowed. They said no matter how far a mule travels it can never come back a horse, but she would show them all.

Sucks to be left out of adolescence, sort of like getting locked in the closet on Venus when the sun appears for the first time in a hundred years.

...and when he thought about the way she laughed, as though she owned the air around her, his heart thundered inside his chest, a lonely rada.

A heart like mine, which never got any kind of affection growing up, is terrible above all things.

Let’s just say, by the end of her second quarter Beli could walk down the hall without fear that anyone would crack on her. The downside of this of course was that she was completely alone.

A little crazy is good

If you submit to your gift, you will become known and influential

followed a step behind. My thoughts churned as my emotions seesawed

God is a circle whose centre is everywhere and circumference nowhere.

God is full of mercy for everyone, as He has been towards you. He is a father before He is a judge.

Better ways to diagnose, treat and prevent E. coli 0157:H7 infections are badly needed.

Either I'm funny or the world's funny. I don't know which. The bottle and lid don't fit. It could be the bottle's fault or the lid's fault. In either case, there's no denying that the fit is bad.

If God didn't want man to hunt, He wouldn't have given us plaid shirts.

Sweetness eliminates gravity and thus a man with a heavy burden of life starts feeling like floating in the air before sweetness.

Good art, no matter how simple or casual-seeming, always carries a high density of choice.