Not following her is the hardest thing I've ever done.

Books are like tweets, except longer.

The universe is biased toward consciousness because the universe wants to be noticed. It's a way into existential hope that doesn't have too much cliché wrapped around it.

He really was beautiful. I know boys aren’t supposed to be, but he was.

But why Alaska?' I asked her. 'Well, later, I found out what it means. It's from an Aleut word, Alyeska. It means 'that which the sea breaks against,' and I love that. But at the time, I just saw Alaska up there. And it was big, just like I wanted to be.

I feel like I might start crying and that I'm going to cry pee.

the point is that there are always answers.