Tiny Cooper is splayed out across the thin carpet, using his backpack as a pillow. He’s wearing skinny jeans, which look very much like denim sausage casings.

Writing is something you do alone. It's a profession for introverts who wanna tell you a story but don't wanna make eye contact while telling it

You will not kill my girlfriend today, International Terrorists of Ambiguous Nationality!

We are as indestructible as we believe ourselves to be.

You do not immortalize the lost by writing about them. Language buries, but does not resurrect.

A paper town for a paper girl.

Nothing to be gained by worrying between now and then.