I know parental embarrassment usually stops somewhere at fifteen, but he just kept on giving me good reasons.

I don't get why prom is like a mini-wedding these days...No one should spend that kind of money for a high school dance.

If time heals all wounds, and a book can hold a person's entire life, then you can speed up the process with a pulp time warp.

But what I wanted back had never really been there. He was a temporary illusion, a mirage of water after walking in the desert. I had made him up. And he could have killed me. You've got to stop the ride sometimes. Stop it and get off.

Maybe a person's world can grow bigger in all the right ways, not too wide that it becomes shallow, just large enough to preserve its depth.

I've wished for things and never really had the chance...It's time to stop dreaming and do something about it. You've got to know what you want, then...go.

Truth was funny, because it was an insistent thing, maybe as powerful and insistent as some force of nature, the push of water or wind. You could keep it out only so long, but it had its own will and its own needs, and maybe you could keep it at bay with lies, but not for long, not for always.