At some point, you just pull off the Band-Aid, and it hurts, but then it's over and you're relieved.

I didn't want to look at them, so I looked away, and to look away was to look at Augustus.

I do not say goodbye. I believe that's one of the bullshitiest words ever invented. It's not like you're given the choice to say bad-bye, or awful-bye, or couldn't-care-less-about-you-bye. Everytime you leave, it's supposed to be a good one.

I think people who are religious are more likely to want one around, but it's a very secular position.

She left me enough to rediscover the Great Perhaps.

It is not my fault that my parents own the world's largest collection of black Santas.

We have this weird thing in the world where you don't get insulted for what you do, you get insulted for who you are.