The thought of killing myself had slowed me down to five miles per hour. The thought of killing someone else stopped me completely.

Do I exaggerate? Boy, do I, and I'd do it more if I could get away with it.

Real love amounts to withholding the truth, even when you're offered the perfect opportunity to hurt someone's feelings.

Such movies are always a danger...falling in love is something most adults have actually experienced...The theme is universal and encourages...unhealthy comparisons...why can't our lives be like that? It's a box left unopened, and its avoidance explains the continued popularity of vampire epics and martial-arts extravaganzas.

I hated leaving a hole in the smoking world, and so I recruited someone to take my place. People have given me a lot of grief, but I'm pretty sure that after high school, this girl would have started anyway, especially if she chose the army over community college.

I giggled out loud at his stupidity. If anyone knew how to make a bed, it was a faggot.

Often I'd take out my magnifying glass and stare into the chaos that was her face.