I wanted to hit him. I wanted to hold him. I wanted to shout myself into his ear.

It broke my heart into more pieces than my heart was made of, why can't people say what they mean at the time?

We looked at each other until it felt like everything would burst into flames

Only humans can cry tears.

Thanksgiving is the holiday that encompasses all others. All of them, from Martin Luther King Day to Arbor Day to Christmas to Valentine's Day, are in one way or another about being thankful.

I saw Herschel and he saw me and we stood next to each other because that is what friends do in the presence of evil or love.

I think it's very pretty. Can it be pretty if no one thinks it's pretty? I think it's pretty. If you're the only one? That's pretty pretty. And what about the boys? Don't you want them to think you're pretty? I wouldn't want a boy to think I was pretty unless he was the kind of boy who thought I was pretty.