I wanted to know that he would be okay if I died. I wanted to not be a grenade, to not be a malevolent force in the lives of people I loved.

I wondered whether I could find a Great Perhaps here at all or whether I had made a grand miscalculation.

I was born into Bolívar's labyrinth, and so I must believe in the hope of Rabelais' Great Perhaps.

Nerdfighter pwns woot. Everyone knows that.

Oh, God, Alaska, I love you. I love you,' and the Colonel whispered, 'I'm so sorry, Pudge. I know you did,' and I said, 'No. Not past tense.

You can't dingleberry that! That's a flagrant misuse of the dingleberry!

I wouldn’t have a career if it weren’t for independent bookstores.