I ran like a cheetah - well, like a cheetah that smoked too much.

But you want to see shapes; you want to see stories, so you pick them out of the sky.

I find it really offensive when people say that the emotional experiences of teenagers are less real or less important than those of adults. I am an adult, and I used to be a teenager, and so I can tell you with some authority that my feelings then were as real as my feelings are now.

What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant.

"And we'll call you... hmmm. Pudge." "Huh?" "Pudge," the Colonel said. "Because you're skinny. It's called irony, Pudge. Heard of it? Now, let's go get some cigarettes and start this year off right."

When we think of death, we often imagine it as happening in degrees: We think of a sick person becoming less and less alive until finally they are gone.

I've lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters.