I'll fight it. I'll fight it for you. Don't you worry about me, Hazel Grace. I'm okay. I'll find a way to hang around and annoy you for a long time.

We gotta do something about this frigging swing set,' he said. 'I'm telling you, it's ninety percent of the problem.

How strange and how lovely it is to be anything at all.

Entropy increases. Things fall apart.

No reason to be angry. Anger just distracts from the all-encompassing sadness.

'Do you know,' he asked in a delicious accent, 'what Dom Pérignon said after inventing champagne?' 'No?' I said. 'He called out to his fellow monks, 'Come quickly: I am tasting the stars!'

I like to know the places I write about. I feel like it helps me ground the novel. My novels are 'realistic novels,' but they can also be fantastical, so it's nice to have a setting that grounds them a little bit.