me: you know what sucks about love? o.w.g.: what? me: that it's so tied to the truth. I know it sucks, but in a way, it's good....Love and truth being tied together, I mean. They make each other possible, you know?

We were kissing. I thought: This is good. I thought: I am not bad at this kissing. Not bad at all. I thought: I am clearly the greatest kisser in the history of the universe. Suddenly she laughed and pulled away from me. She wiggled a hand out of her sleeping bag and wiped her face. "You slobbered on my nose," she said, and laughed

I fear oblivion. I fear it like the proverbial blind man who's afraid of the dark.

I hate the rich snots here with a fervent passion I usually reserve only for dental work and my father.

Interesting capitalization,' I said. 'Yeah. I'm a big believer in random capitalization. The rules of capitalization are so unfair to words in the middle.

Collin Singleton could no more stay cool than a blue whale could stay skinny or Bangladesh could stay rich

Stupid human voices always ruining everything.