On how to make boys like you:the third way is to be come something called hotNow Katie I would argue that there are at least twodistinct definitionsof hot. There is the like normalhuman definition whi...
Oh, my god, Augustus said. I can't believe I have a crush on a girl with such cliche wishes.I was thirteen, I said again, although of course I was only thinking crush crush crush crush crush. I was fl...
My love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity, ~ Hazel Lancaster.
Llegará un día en que todos nosotros estaremos muertos dije. Todos nosotros. Llegará un día en que no quedará un ser humano que recuerde que alguna vez existió alguien o que alguna vez nuestra especie...
Llegara un tiempo, cuando todos nosotros estemos muertos. Todos nosotros. Llegara un tiempo cuando no quedaran más seres humanos para recordar que alguna vez existimos o que nuestra especie alguna vez...
Listen, kid. This is what happens: Somebody-girl usually-got a free spirit, doesn't get on too good with her parents. These kids, they're like tied-down helium balloons. They strain against the string...
Life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future.
La seule chose qui craint plus que de mourir d'un cancer à seize ans, c'est d'avoir un gosse qui meurt d'un cancer.
It’s a song soldiers in England used to sing to the tune of the New Year’s song, Auld Lang Syne. It goes, We’re here because we’re here because we’re here because we’re here.
It's only forever... Not long at all.
It seems to me that all the things we keep in sealed boxes are both alive and dead until we open the box, that the unobserved is both there and not.
Islam and Christianity promise eternal paradise to the faithful. And that is a powerful opiate, certainly, the hope of a better life to come. But there's a Sufi story that challenges the notion that p...
Interesting capitalisation, I said.Yeah. I'm a big believer in random capitalisation.The rules of capitalisation are so unfair to words in the middle.
If you go to the Rijksmuseum, which I really wanted to do- but who are we kidding, neither of us can walk through a museum. But anyway, I looked at the collection online before we left. If you were to...
I'm starting to realize that people lack good mirrors. It's so hard for anyone to show us how we look, & so hard for us to show anyone how we feel.
I'm Chip Martin, he announced in a deep voice, the voice of a radio deejay. Before I could respond, he added, I'd shake your hand, but I think you should hold on damn tight to that towel till you can...
I was so tired of her getting upset for no reason. The way she would get sulky and make references to the freaking oppressive nature of tragedy or whatever but then never said what was wrong, never ha...
I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together in the most innocent sense of the p...
I want to share something Virginia Woolf wrote: 'English, which can express the thoughts of Hamlet and the tragedy of Lear, has no words for the shiver and the headache...The merest schoolgirl when sh...
I want to see you again tonight. But I'm willing to wait all night and much of tomorrow.