The thing with your heart's desire is that your heart doesn't even know what it desires until it turns up. Like a tie at a tag sale, some perfect thing in a crate of nothing, you were just there, uninvited, and now suddenly the party was over and you were all I wanted. I hadn't even been looking, not for you, and now you were my heart's desire.

A good thing to do when one is sitting, eating, and resting is to have a conversation.

I think there are probably just as many adults who would miss the humor of my books, if not more, as there are children.

This is an absurd moral, for you and I both know that sometimes not only is it good to lie, it is necessary to lie.

We laughed the rest of the way, because the point of this story is, it is not the cookies. It is the love.

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.

For Beatrice- My love for you shall live forever. You, however, did not.