I was a fairly shy person - not the hand raising type.

Before any of it could make sense, it had to be heard.

I've read a lot of bad books. I used to review books for a living, and when you're a reviewer you read tons of terrible books.

Lies are attempts to hide the truth by willfully denying facts. Fiction, on the other hand, is an attempt to reveal the truth by ignoring facts.

Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you?

There's no reason whatsoever to drink eight glasses of water a day unless you, for whatever reason, particularly like the taste of water

I am crying, he thought, opening his eyes to stare through the soapy, stinging water. I feel like crying, so I must be crying, but it's impossible to tell because I'm underwater. But he wasn't crying. Curiously, he felt too depressed to cry. Too hurt. It felt as if she'd taken the part of him that cried.