True love will triumph in the end—which may or may not be a lie, but if it is a lie, it's the most beautiful lie we have.

How will I ever get out of this labyrinth!" to a margin note written in her loop-heavy cursive: Straight & Fast.

The abbreviated exam week meant that Wednesday was the last day of school for us. And all day long, it was hard not to walk around, thinking about the lastness of it all.

I don't think you're dying," I said. "I think you've just got a touch of cancer. He smiled. Gallows humor.

Yeah, so if that guy can make it in drunk, surely we can make it in sober. I mean, we’re ninjas.' 'Well, maybe you’re a ninja,' I said. 'You’re just a really loud, awkward ninja,' Margo said, 'but we are both ninjas.

Facts, even false ones, cannot be copyrighted.

It's hard to believe in coincidence, but it's even harder to believe in anything else.