Margo's beauty was a kind of sealed vessel of perfection--uncracked and uncrackable.

I just want you to be happy. If that’s with me or with someone else or with nobody. I just want you to be happy.

And since she drove to work every morning, I could only use the car on weekends. Well, weekends and the middle of the goddamned night.

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

We only have so long to play in the dirt and ask questions of rivers.

Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you?

You couldn't be more wrong," I said. "You are buying into the cross-stitched sentiments of your parents' throw pillows. You're arguing that the fragile, rare thing is beautiful simply because it is fragile and rare. But that's a lie, and you know it." "You're a hard person to comfort," Augustus said. "Easy comfort isn't comforting," I said.