Warm Bodies ended up becoming one of the most personal relatable things I've written.

In my mind I am eloquent; I can climb intricate scaffolds of words to reach the highest cathedral ceilings and paint my thoughts. But when I open my mouth, everything collapses.

I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I'm drowning in ellipses.

I would like my life to be a movie so I could cut to a montage.

I want a new past,new memories, a new first handshake with love. I want to start over in every possible way.

My friend "M" says the irony of being a zombie is that everything is funny, but you can't smile, because your lips have rotted off.

...wanting change is step one, but step two is taking it.

My favorite songs change every year.

You should always be taking pictures, if not with a camera then with your mind. Memories you capture on purpose are always more vivid than the ones you pick up by accident.

The past is made out of facts...I guess the future is just hope.

I notice faint scars on her wrists and forearms, thin lines too symmetrical to be accidents.

Beware you be not swallowed up in books! An ounce of love is worth a pound of knowledge.

If you wish to good ways, study the word of God.

Don't wound someone's eye trying to remove the twig from it.

People make their own luck.

I make really good pasta sauce. The secret to getting it right is just patience and love.

Leigh [Bowery] would make up stories about people committing suicide or going on hunger strikes because they were refused entry at the door.

A still-born son os superior to a foolish son endowed with a long life. The first causes grief for but a moment while the latter like a blazing fire consumes his parents in grief for life.

Remember that, lad, if you never remember anything else. We all touch each other's lives, for better or for worse. So say the things you have to say to people while you still have the chance.

There is something about the unexpected that moves us. As if the whole of existence is paid for in some way, except for that one moment, which is free.

If we know how to listen to our own heart, we can listen to the hearts of others.