Loving you is a full-time job. It's a great job, don't get me wrong. It's the best job in the universe. But it's not easy.

A cheerleader? Do I look like a guy who'd be interested in talking to a cheerleader?

Friends help friends fight pixies.

Loving you is a full-time job. It's a great job, don't get me wrong. It's the best job in the universe. But it's not easy.

That's what people who love you do: they hold you and lie. They tell you that you're worthy, that everything will be all right, and they do that even when you both know without a doubt that this is not true, that is it nowhere near the truth.

There is something about libraries, old libraries, that makes them seem almost sacred. There's a smell of paper and must and binding stuff. It's like all the books are fighting against decay, against turning into dust, and at the same time fighting for attention.

It's hard to save the world when you can't save yourself