The only person I really wanted to talk to about Augustus Water's death with was Augustus Waters.

It's not life or death, the labyrinth. Suffering. Doing wrong and having wrong things happen to you. That's the problem. Bolivar was talking about the pain, not about the living or dying. How do you get out of the labyrinth of suffering?

The only thing worse than having a party that no one attends is having a party attended only by two vastly, deeply uninteresting people.

The thought of you being removed from the rotation is not funny to me.

Just a word of advice. Whenever you're furious with your parents or you think they're terrible, just remember, you vomited on them and they kept you.

When you stopped wishing things wouldn't fall apart, you'd stop suffering when they did.

I have two kinds of Facebook friends: Those who know what 'DFTBA' means, and those who don't.