Once you've arrived at the end of the world, it hardly matters which route you took.

Warm Bodies ended up becoming one of the most personal relatable things I've written.

What's wrong with people?" she says, almost too quiet for me to hear. "Were they born with parts missing or did it fall out somewhere along the way?

But I'm not afraid of the skeletons in Julie's closet. I look forward to meeting the rest of them, looking them hard in the eye, giving them firm, bone-crunching handshakes.

I adapt to things quickly, including good things, which I wish I could shut off sometimes.

What a massive responsibility, being a moral creature

I want a new past,new memories, a new first handshake with love. I want to start over in every possible way.