Luckily, I always travel with a book, just in case I have to wait on line for Santa, or some such inconvenience.

You went and broke our lives. You are so much worse than a cheater. You killed something. And you killed it when its back was turned.

i have to cross the river of extreme awkwardness in order to get to the paradise on the other side.

It would be too easy to say that I feel invisible. Instead, I feel painfully visible, and entirely ignored.

It was the most amazing feeling in the world. to know that something right happened, and to know that it had happened not through luck or command but simply because it was right.

But you have to figure that if it’s too hard to hang on, then maybe you should let go.

I saw his scars - the visible ones-and saw how breaking him had not made him any less beautiful. If anything, he stood stronger, because he'd survived.