Lie to yourself until it's true.

Fiction comes in all shapes and sizes. Secrets,lies,stories. We all tell them. Sometimes,because we hope to entertain. Sometimes,because we need to distract. And sometimes, because we have to.

Risk always looks different when you're beating the system than when you've been beaten.

Here I am, wasting away inside a book I wish I could escape, and all she wants to do is stay in the story. If I could talk to this girl Delilah, I’d ask her why on earth she would ever trade a single second of the world she’s in for the one in which I’m stuck

The only monsters I have ever known were men.

She's not classically beautiful, but somehow that only makes her more interesting.

The problem was , you never heard anyone say,"wow, check out the brain on that babe.