I stood under the awning for a moment, but finally I decided that being in a bad mood with your friends beats being in a bad mood without them.

I stand in this parking lot, realizing that I’ve never been this far from home, and here is this girl I love and cannot follow. I hope this is the hero’s errand, because not following her is the hardest thing I’ve ever done.

Books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like a betrayal.

At least for tonight. In sickness and in health. In good times and in bad. For richer, for poorer. 'Till dawn do us part.

She had the kind of fingers you want to interlace with your own.

Even with everything broken and decided inside her she couldn't quite allow herself to disappear for good.

Reading forces you to be quiet in a world that no longer makes place for that.