Aesthetic and utilitarian considerations aside, I said, Those mittens don't particularly make sense. Why would you want to hitchhike to the North Pole? Isn't the whole gimmick of Christmas that there'...
A bum slumped in a corner seat called out, Give the girl a dance already, ya bum!
A bell rings and Pavlov's dog has a fucking seizure on the dance floor.
Yes, girls want their princes, but boys want their princesses just as much.
With what you were talking about before. The world being broken. Maybe it isn't that we're supposed to find the pieces and put them back together. Maybe we're the pieces. Nick says.Maybe, Nick says, w...
Why should I tell you? he asked, with no small amount of petulance.If you tell me, I will leave you alone, I said. And if you don't tell me, I'm going to grab the nearest ghostwritten James Patterson...
What's better, I wonder - to be a toy for the humans, or to control your own destiny , even if the only way to do so is suicide?
That’s because you’re interpreting it the wrong way. I don’t mean it as a wistful, overdramatic declaration. I meant that the love I felt for him was huge and real, and, while painful, it forever chan...
Prayer or not, I want to believe that, despite all evidence to the contrary, it is possible for anyone to find that special person. That person to spend Christmas with or grow old with or just take a...
No. No no no no. It is not easy. Things that matter are not easy. Feelings of happiness are easy. Happiness is not. Flirting is easy. Love is not. Saying you're friends is easy. Being friends is not.
My heart literally aches, that shit is not made up.
It's moments like this, when you need someone the most, that your world seems smallest.I'm told there's no going back. So I’m choosing forwardThe exhaustion of living was just too much for me to talk...
It's a total lie to say there's only one person you're going to be with for the rest of your life. If you're lucky - and if you try really hard - there will always be more than one.
I'm not that girl who randomly meets a guy one night and has her life change. I wear cords and flannel shirts. I don't have the killer body like Tris or Caroline. Sometimes I don't wash my hair for th...
I was attempting to write the story of my life. It wasn't so much about plot. It was much more about character.
I thought about the bigger picture of my life, and about the people—and particularly the guys—I would encounter during my lifetime. How would I ever know when that moment was right, when expectation m...
I move my feet, turn away from her, try to pretend she's not there, which is the biggest fucking joke I've ever not laughed at.
I know in my heart that I can live without him and I know in my heart that I don't want to-that's a good place to start, right?
I don't know why I'm saying any of this, except that it's the truth. -Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist
I didn’t want to tell Lily that I felt we’d all been duped by Plato and the idea of a soulmate. Just in case it turned out that she was mine.