It was nice to spend time with someone so interesting. We were very different, and we disagreed about a lot of things, but he was always so interesting, you know?
It was right then, between when I asked about the labyrinth and when she answered me, that I realized the importance of curves, of the thousand places where girls' bodies ease from one place to anothe...
It's a penis, Margo said, in the same sense that Rhode Island is a state: it may have an illustrious history, but it sure isn't big.
It's nice to have people who will feel guilty for you.
It's not about life or death, the labyrinth.
It's not life or death, the labyrinth. Suffering. Doing wrong and having wrong things happen to you. That's the problem. Bolivar was talking about the pain, not about the living or dying. How do you g...
It's only forever... Not long at all.
It's total bullshit, he said. The whole thing. Eighty percent survival rate and he's in the twenty percent? Bullshit. He was such a bright kid. It's bullshit. I hate it. But it was sure a privilege to...
It’s so weird, to know you’re crazy and not be able to do anything about it, you know? It’s not like you believe yourself to be normal. You know there is a problem. But you can’t figure a way through...
I’m on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend.
Jesus, I'm not going to be one of those people who sits around talking about what they're going to do. I'm just going to do it.
Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn’t the way they actually are… People are different when you can smell them and see them up close…
Kaitlyn never wore open-toed shoes on account of how she hated her feet because she felt her second toes were too long, as if the second toe was a window into the soul or something.
Keys show up when you reconcile yourself to the bus...
La ciudad era papel, pero los recuerdos no
Lacey shrugged bashfully. Do you think I’m superficial? Well, yeah. I thought of myself standing outside Becca’s bedroom, hoping she’d take her shirt off. But so am I, I added. So is everyone.
Late in the winter of my seventeenth year, my mother decided I was depressed, presumably because I rarely left the house, spent quite a lot of time in bed, read the same book over and over, ate infreq...
Leaving feels good and pure only when you leave something important, something that mattered to you. Pulling life out by the roots. But you can't do that until your life has grown roots.
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets, / The muttering retreats / Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels / And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells: / Streets that follow like a ted...
Life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future.
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