Poetry is just so emo." he said. "Oh, the pain. The pain. It always rains. In my soul.

Physical intimacy isn’t and can never be an effective substitute for emotional intimacy.

We Play the broken string of our instruments one last time

We are engaged here in the most important pusuit in history. The search for meaning. What is What is the nature of being a person? What is the best way to go about being a person?How did we come to be, and wha will become of us when we are no longer? In short: What are the rules this game, and how might we best play it?

And so much depends, I told Augustus, upon a blue sky cut open by the branches of the trees above. So much depends upon the transparent G-tube erupting from the gut of the blue-lipped boy. So much depends upon the observer of the universe.

You completely unscatter me, and I appreciate that too much.

The pure and simple truth Is rarely pure and never simple. What's a boy to do When lies and truth are both sinful?