Augustus Waters was a self-aggrandizing bastard. But we forgive him. We forgive him not because he had a heart as figuratively good as his literal one sucked, or because he knew more about how to hold...
Without pain, how could we know joy?' This is an old argument in the field of thinking about suffering and its stupidity and lack of sophistication could be plumbed for centuries but suffice it to say...
To be alive is to be missing.
Life tries to crush her, but only succeeded in making a diamond.
Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn't the way they actually are.
Do you have a Wish?' he asked, referring to this organization, The Genie Foundation, which is in the business of granting sick kids one wish.'No' I said. 'I used my Wish pre-Miracle.''What'd you do?'I...
Oh no you didn't, Radar says when I show him why we're laughing. Ben Starling, you better not have bought your token black friend a racist shirt.
Have you really read all those books in your room? She laughed, Oh God no. I've maybe read a third of 'em. But I'm going to read them all. I call it my Life's Library. Every summer since I was little,...
Every loss is unprecedented. You can’t ever know someone else’s hurt, not really—just like touching someone else's body isn’t the same as having someone else’s body.
We need never be without hope because we can never be irreparably broken.
Was it animal pee or human pee? Someone asked.How would I know? What, am I an expert in the study of pee?
Photographs are just light and time,
You can't just make me different and then leave.
She has enough black eyeliner on to outline a corpse, and her skin's so pale she looks like she's just broken dawn.
Like, the world is billions of years old, and life is a product of nucleotide mutation and everything. But the world is also the stories we tell about it.
I glanced again. He was still watching me.Look, let me just say it: He was hot. A nonhot boy stares at you relentlessly and it is, at best, awkward and, at worst, a form of assault. But a hot boy... w...
Between the three of us, we have five legs, four eyes & two & a half working pairs of lungs.
People always get used to beauty, though. I haven’t gotten used to you just yet
On some fundamental level we find it difficult to understand that other people are human beings in the same way that we are.
I know what happens a the end of falling-landing