Weltschmerz: its the depression you feel when the world as it is does not line up with the world as you think it should be.
You spend your whole life stuck in the labrinth, thinking about how you'll escape it one day and how awesome it will be, and imagining the future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the...
Whenever I'm asked what advice I have for young writers, I always say that the first thing is to read, and to read a lot. The second thing is to write. And the third thing, which I think is absolutely...
What did Dom Perignon say to fellow monks after he invented champagne? ... Come quickly, I am tasting the stars.
We're invisible. I've never been here with someone else. It's different being invisible with someone.
We were very different, and we disagreed about a lot of things, but he was always so interesting, you know?
We were kissing.I thought: This is good.I thought: I am not bad at this kissing. Not bad at all.I thought: I am clearly the greatest kisser in the history of the universe.Suddenly she laughed and pull...
We imagine people as animals or gods. -But she was just a person, a girl.
We fatties have a bond, dude. It's like a secret society. We got all kinds of shit you don't know about. Handshakes, special fat people dances-we got these secret fugging lairs in the center of the ea...
We always say we are beneath the stars. We aren't, of course—there is no up or down, and anyway the stars surround us. But we say we are beneath them, which is nice. So often English glorifies the hum...
There was quite a lot of competitiveness about it, with everybody wanting to beat not only cancer itself, but also the other people in the room. Like, I realize that this is irrational, but when they...
The pure and simple truth Is rarely pure and never simple.What's a boy to doWhen lies and truth are both sinful?
The pleasure of remembering had been taken from me, because there was no longer anyone to remember with.
The madness of wealth. Sometimes you think you're spending the money, but all along the money's spending you. But only if you worship it. You serve whatever you worship.
The madness of wealth, my mother mumbled. Sometimes you think you’re spending money, but all along the money’s spending you.
The idea is that for ten minutes, we forget that we have feelings. And we forget about protecting ourselves or other people and we just say the truth. For ten minutes. And then we can go back to being...
That’s always seemed so ridiculous to me, that people would want to be around someone because they’re pretty. It’s like picking your breakfast cereals based on color instead of taste.
Talking to a drunk person was like talking to an extremely happy, severely brain-damaged three-year-old.
Sunlight feels warm and rough against your skin like a kiss on the cheek from your dad.
Someday no one will remember that she ever existed, I wrote in my notebook, and then, or that I did. Because memories fall apart, too. And then you're left with nothing, left not even with a ghost but...