The nature of the labyrinth, I scribbled into my spiral notebook, and the way out of it. This teacher rocked. I hated discussion classes. I hated talking, and I hated listening to everyone else stumbl...
The light filtered throught the leaves and pine needles above as if through lace, the ground spotted in shadow.
The kiss lasted forever as Otto Frank kept talking from behind me. And my conclusion is, he said, since I had been in very good terms with Anne, that most parents don't know really their children.
The future will erase everything—there's no level of fame or genius that allows you to transcend oblivion.
The abbreviated exam week meant that Wednesday was the last day of school for us. And all day long, it was hard not to walk around, thinking about the lastness of it all.
The French verb aimer has two meanings. And that’s why he liked her, and loved her. She spoke to him in a language that, no matter how hard you studied it, could not be completely understood.
The Buddha said that suffering was caused by desire, we'd learned, and that the cessation of desire meant the cessation of suffering. When you stopped wishing things wouldn't fall apart, you'd stop su...
That’s what I was thinking about before you came. I was thinking about your mattering business. I feel like, like, how you matter is defined by the things that matter to you. You matter as much as the...
That's what I realized: if I did get her back somehow, she wouldn't fill the hole that losing her created.
Thank you, I say, pounding his back probably too hard. That was the best damned passenger-seat driving I've ever seen in my life. He pats my uninjured cheek with his greasy hand. I did it to save myse...
Sono innamorato di te, e non sono il tipo da negare a me stesso il semplice piacere di dire cose vere. Sono innamorato di te, e so che l’amore non è che un grido nel vuoto, e che l’oblio è inevitabile...
She would stay on the road and in hiding, a balloon floating through the sky, eating up hundreds of miles a day with a help of the perpetual tailwind.
She waited for me to play out the string, to find the place where she had stopped and was waiting for me, to follow the breadcrumb tail until it dead-ended into her.
She used that word at some point referring to her family's love, infinite, and I thought about how infinite is not a large number. It is something else entirely. It is boundlessness.
She spoke quietly then, the tiniest crack in her voice, and all at once Lacey Pemerton was not Lacey Pemberton. She was just—like, a person.
She had this dark cancer water dripping out of her chest. Eyes closed. Intubated. But her hand was still her hand, still warm and the nails painted this almost black dark blue and I just held her hand...
Radar revs the engine as to say hustle, and we are running through the parking lot, Ben's robe flowing in the wind so that he looks vaguely like a dark wizard, except that his pale skinny legs are vis...
Pudge, what you must understand about me is that I am a deeply unhappy person.
Parecía una eternidad, como si hubiéramos estado juntos una breve pero infinita eternidad. Hay infinitos más grandes que otros infinitos.
Our hearts were broken in the same places. That's something like love, but maybe not quite the thing itself.