And then the line was quite but not dead. I almost felt like he was there in my room with me, but in a way it was better, like I was not in my room and he was not in his, but instead we were together in some invisible and tenuous third space that could only be visited on the phone.

Love is keeping the promise anyway.

Those of us who frequent the band room have long suspected that Becca maintains her lovely figure by eating nothing but the souls of kittens and the dreams of impoverished children.

You cannot invent an algorithm that is as good at recommending books as a good bookseller.

Because no one can catch the motherfucking fox.

The Venn Diagram of boys who don’t like smart girls and boys you don’t wanna date is a circle.

You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world...but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.