They love their hair because they're not smart enough to love something more interesting.

We all romanticize the people we adore.

Were she better or you sicker, then the stars would not be so terribly crossed, but it is the nature of the stars to cross.

I was so frustrated with him. "I just want to be enough for you, but I never can be. This can never be enough for you. But this is all you get. You get me, and your family, and this world. This is your life. I'm sorry if it sucks. But you're not going to be the first man on Mars, and you're not going to be an NBA star, and you're not going to hunt Nazis.

No," I said. And maybe it was only because Alaska couldn't hit the brakes and I couldn't hit the accelerator.

I came here looking for a Great Perhaps, for real friends and a more-than-minor life.

I do love you and what else matters but that