What separates us from the animals, what separates us from the chaos, is our ability to mourn people we’ve never met.

Maybe tonight you're scared of falling, and maybe there's somebody here or somewhere else you're thinking about, worrying over, fretting over, trying to figure out if you want to fall, or how and when you're gonna land, and i gotta tell you, friends, to stop thinking about the landing, because it's all about falling.

... I love books about freaks," because I am one. You might be, too. Let's be freaks together?

Someday your prince will come," I assure him. "And the first thing I'm going to say to him is, 'What took you so long?

It felt good to be surrounded by books, by all this solid knowledge, by these objects that could be ripped page by page but couldn't be torn if the pages all held together.

I find I very rarely live up to my words. And since you know me primarily through my words, there are oh so many ways I can disappoint.

The world, right now, is only us.