Also, it was a bit hopeless," he said. "A bit defeatist." "If by defeatist you mean honest, then I agree." "I don't think defeatism is honest, " Dad answered. "I refuse to accept that.

I didn't know whether to trust Alaska, and I'd certainly had enough of her unpredictability - cold one day, sweet the next; irresistibly flirty one moment, resistibly obnoxious the next. I preferred the Colonel: At least when he was cranky, he had a reason.

There are times when you just have to let it all out. All the anger, all the pain.

I didn’t need you, you idiot. I picked you. And then you picked me back.

Nerdfighter pwns woot. Everyone knows that.

But we can't know better until knowing better is useless.

Love is keeping the promise anyway.