I always hoped that after the prince found Cinderella and they rode away in their magnificent carriage, after a few miles she turned to him and said, Could you drop me off down the road please? Now th...
I KNOW! Your name is Beckham, isn’t it?
Fuck Tris. I would give body parts to have a guy write something like that for me. My kidney? Oh, both of them? Here, Nick, they’re yours—just write more for me. I’ll give you a start: boy in punk clu...
Don’t do it for the sake of doing it, but don’t wait for a fantasy, either.
Children frighten me. I mean, I appreciate them on a cute aesthetic level, but they're very demanding and unreasonable creatures and often smell funny.
But whether or not you are here, you are here—because these words are for you, and they wouldn’t exist if you weren’t here in some way. This notebook is a strange instrument—the player doesn’t know th...
Be careful what you’re doing, because no one is ever who you want them to be. And the less you really know them, the more likely you are to confuse them with the girl or boy in your head
Let your thoughts run free, as if your mind is taking a leisurely Sunday afternoon walk through a garden in spring bloom.I stand in the hallway, mute. Alone. I realize: I must develop the ability to g...
I want to believe there is a somebody out there just for me. I want to believe that I exist to be there for that somebody.
I suspected that when something was a beginning and an ending at the same time, that meant it could only exist in the present
I made the mistake of turning back to look at her one last time before I left the room. It was heartbreaking, really—she just sat there, stunned. She looked like she was waking up in a strange place—o...
I love the way you look when reading a book—content and dreamy, off in another world.
How come princesses always have some huge flaw that can cause their downfall?
His absence is time gained to spool my un-truths.
For sure, the last thing I was going to write to her was All I want for Christmas is you.
Books. I'd probably spend all my time alone and lost in books if I could. It's easier that way.
Answer all the questions that I'm too afraid to ask
I understand why Laura did what she did. I think I'm supposed to be mad at her, but I'm not. I admire her courage. She saw what the world had to offer and said, No thank you. She saw the lies and hypo...
Hellaciously Homely.