This would be...a book that would be a trapdoor down into some place dark. A place only you could go, alone, when you opened the cover. Because only books have that power.

Just for the record, she still loves you. She wouldn't bother to torture you if she didn't.

With insomnia, you're never really awake; but you're never really asleep.

Hey, even the Mona Lisa is falling apart.

The laws that keep us safe, these same laws condemn us to boredom.

Even if I overcompensate, nobody will ever want me. Not Seth. Not my folks. You can’t kiss someone who has no lips. Oh, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me. I’ll be anybody you want me to be

Everyone wants to be tested and challenged. Everyone would like a good, honest fight to exhaust their frustrations.