The consequences of being un-cool feel so big that a lot of times you end of not finding ways to have open and honest conversations.

You never know. It's just. It's like. POOF. And you're gone.

You don't want romantic advice from me, you want romantic advice from Edward Cullen. I completely understand but he is completely unavailable right now and I'll tell you why. He doesn't exist.

What about the rest of your life?" She shrugged. "What about it?" "Aren't you worried about, like, forever?" "Forever is composed of nows," she says.

Neither novels or their readers benefit from any attempts to divine whether any facts hide inside a story. Such efforts attack the very idea that made-up stories can matter, which is sort of the foundational assumption of our species.

Dying is the last thing I would EVER do!

the existence of broccoli does not in any way affect the taste of chocolate