I have two kinds of Facebook friends: Those who know what 'DFTBA' means, and those who don't.

Some people have lives; some people have music.

The funny thing about writing is that whether you're doing well or doing it poorly, it looks the exact same. That's actually one of the main ways that writing is different from ballet dancing.

There were five others before they got to him. He smiled a little when his turn came. His voice was low, smoky, and dead sexy. “My name is Augustus Waters,” he said. “I’m seventeen. I had a little touch of osteosarcoma a year and a half ago, but I’m just here today at Isaac’s request.” “And how are you feeling?” asked Patrick. “Oh, I’m grand.” Augustus Waters smiled with a corner of his mouth. “I’m on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend.

I felt the unfairness of it, the inarguable injustice of loving someone who might have loved you back but can't due to deadness.

Love is just a shout in the void.

Go spit in the face of our inevitable obsolescence and finish your @#$&ng novel.