Man, I hated not being able to figure someone out. And from the slightly uncertain look he gave me as we all went to class, I suspected he felt the same way.

Isabella: "Why are you being so mean to me?" Harry: "Because i love you" Isabella: "Does that ever work?" Harry: "On my mother it does." Isabella: "I'm not your mother." Harry: "I know that already, because I'm enjoying your company.

I was isolated but not ostracized, ignored but not abused.

..."And then we played Ping-Pong—” “Not pool? I always assumed he was a billiards man—I mean, it’s so handy the way he keeps a stick up his—

No one's family is normal. Normalcy is a lie invented by advertising agencies to make the rest of us feel inferior.

Basically, the world is a giant shithole. But some of us are capable of imagining something better.

I cursed myself not only for forgetting to turn my phone off but for ever thinking that having a rock music ringtone was cool.