I cursed him then, not because his tears were fake, but because they were real. I cursed him for showing me, with every tear and every smile and every sincere emotion he had, that I was the real freak.

Embrace your complexity, stretch your creativity, and live up to your potential, you are what makes the world great.

Hockey,' mused Marcus. 'The sport of kings.

You don't get a life until you make one worth living.

I simply felt alone, one leaf sitting miles away from a giant, communal pile.

I guess all we have left are awesome dreams.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.