But the way I see it, dying without knowing love would be a tragedy.

You see, Suzanne, history lectures bore me, art films bore me, your friends bore me, and, if you want to know the truth, I guess you bore me too.

I don't do rewrites. I put all the pages in a pile next to the typewriter.

Humiliation, by the way, is a truly terrible emotion. It's at the bottom of the pile.

It's so trendy, almost bleeding to death. All the cool girls are doing it.

Elizabeth scowled, feeling like a nobody, a nothing. She felt like her entire self had been made worthless. She could change her interests, but she couldn't change her looks. She'd never be six feet tall. She'd never look like a supermodel.

If you want to mess with me, you'd rather be ready for the consequences.