I just want you to be happy. If that’s with me or with someone else or with nobody. I just want you to be happy.

He liked the mere act of reading, the magic of turning scratches on a page into words inside his head.

Oh, Wikipedia, with your tension between those who would share knowledge and those who would destroy it.

By the power of the superglue beer sword, I designate you my driver!

I like this world. I like drinking champagne. I like not smoking. I like Dutch people speaking Dutch.

Last words are always harder to remember when no one knows that someone's about to die.

We kiss. Her hands are freezing on my face, and she tastes like coffee and the smell of the onion is still stuck in my nose, and my lips are all dry from the endless winter. And it's awesome.