I was stupid, the official descriptive phrase for happy.

For Beatrice, summer without you is as cold as winter. Winter without you, is even colder.

Undeveloped, the whole thing,tossed into a box before we really had a chance to know what we had, and that's why we broke up.

Sometimes, just saying that you hate something, and having someone agree with you, can make you feel better about a terrible situation.

I liked, I admit, that we didn’t pretend there hadn’t been other girls. There was always a girl on you in the halls at school, like they came free with a backpack.

Lately it has become more and more difficult to attend dinner parties without the evening ending in gunfire or tapioca.

I'm not a stranger," I said, and pointed to his book. "I'm someone who reads the same authors you do.