My thoughts are starts I can't fathom into constellations.

... she called it a paper town. Like, you know, everything so fake and flimsy.

Okay is BURSTING with sensuality

Without pain, we couldn't know joy.

"Why are breakfast food breakfast foods?" I asked them. "Like, why don't we have curry for breakfast?" "Hazel, eat." "But why?" I asked. "I mean seriously: How did scrambled eggs get stuck with breakfast exclusivity? You can put bacon on a sandwich without anyone freaking out. But the moment your sandwich has an egg, boom, it's a breakfast sandwich."

Everywhere man blames nature and fate, yet his fate is mostly but the echo of his character, and passions, his mistakes, and weaknesses."--Democritus An Abundance of Katherines---John Green

You're not boring. You've got to stop saying that, or people will start believing you.