It hurt, and that is not a euphemism. It hurt like a beating.

So she became impulsive, scared by her inaction into perpetual action. When the Eagle confronted her with the expulsion, maybe she blurted out Marya's name because it was the first that came to mind, because in that moment she didn't want to get expelled and she couldn't think past that moment. She was scared, sure. But more importantly, maybe she'd been scared of being paralyzed by fear again. ~Miles/Pudge on Alaska, pg 120-121

I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things.

[This] is very important to remember when reading or writing or talking or whatever: You are never, ever choosing whether to use symbols. You are choosing which symbols to use.

Destiny is not something that happens all at once-it's something that happens only in retrospect.

My days had a pleasant identicalness about them. I had always liked that: I liked routine. I liked being bored. I didn’t want to but I did.

The only person I really wanted to talk to about Augustus Water's death with was Augustus Waters.