You get through it, you just never get over it

Do you know how sometimes - when you are riding your bike and you start skidding across sand, or when you miss a step and start tumbling down the stairs - you have those long, long seconds to know that you are going to be hurt, and badly?

if there isn’t a them, there can’t be an us.

She was all the things I wasn't. And i was all the things she wasn't. she could paint circles around anyone; I couldn't even draw a straight line. She was never into sports; I've always been. Her hand, it fit mine.

You can fool yourself, you know. You'd think it's impossible, but it turns out it's the easiest thing of all.

Jacob's room is the place entropy goes to die.

I tell you this as a cautionary tale: beware of getting what you want. It's bound to disappoint you.