That was part of her, and you used to know it. It's like now you only care about the Alaska you made up.

Because no one can catch the motherfucking fox.

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.

The miracle and hope of human consciousness is that we can still conceive of boundlessness.

Getting you a date to prom is so hard that the hypothetical idea itself is used to cut diamonds.

Nothing to be gained by worrying between now and then.

I don't think we should see the world of books as fundamentally separate from the world of the Internet. Yes, the Internet contains a lot of videos of squirrels riding skateboards, but it can also be a place that facilitates big conversations about books.