Jesus, I’m not going to be one of those people who sits around talking about what they’re gonna do. I’m just going to do it. Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. ... You spend your whole life...
I’ll give you my strength if I can have your remission.
In the darkest days, the Lord puts the best people into your life. (p. 28)
I'm not interested in dating a girl I'm not gonna marry
I'd had nearly four years of experience looking at these clocks, but their sluggishness never ceased to surprise. If I am ever told that I have one day to live, I will head straight to the hallowed ha...
I worked hard to meet his eyes, even though they were the kind of pretty that’s hard to look at..
I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was d...
I kept thinking there were two kinds of adults: There were...miserable creatures who scoured the earth in search of something to hurt. And then there were people like my parents, who walked around zom...
I just did some calculations and I've been able to determine that you're full of shit.
I imagined the Augustus Waters analysis of that comment: If I am playing basketball in heaven, does that imply a physical location of a heaven containing physical basketballs? Who makes the basketball...
I hated talking, and I hated listening to everyone else stumble on their words and try to phrase things in the vaguest possible way so they wouldn’t sound dumb.
I hate the rich snots here with a fervent passion I usually reserve only for dental work and my father.
I don’t mind worriers, I said. Worrying is the correct worldview. Life isworrisome.
I didn't know whether to feel angry at her for making me part of her suicide or just to feel angry at myself for letting her go.
I cut a glance to him, and his eyes were still on me.It occurred to me why they call it .
I couldn’t help but think about school and everything else ending. I liked standing just outside the couches and watching them—it was a kind of sad I didn’t mind, and so I just listened, letting all t...
I can almost imagine a happiness without her, the ability to let her go, to feel our roots are connected even if I never see that leaf of grass again.
He's become the one the songs are about, and while part of me knows he's probably worth that, another part is yelling at me to slow the fuck down.
Everybody should have true love, and it should last at least as long as your life does.
Crying is you, plus tears