Love is the same as like except you feel sexier.

Craving that old sweet oneness yet dreading engulfment, wishing to be our mother's and yet be our own, we stormily swing from mood to mood, advancing and retreating-the quintessential model of two-mindedness.

many of us are done with adolescence before we are done with adolescent love.

Suffering makes you deep. Travel makes you broad. In case I get my pick, I'd rather travel.

Telling a lie is called wrong. Telling the truth is called right. Except when telling the truth is called bad manners and telling a lie is called polite.

I went to sleep with gum in my mouth and now there's gum in my hair and when I got out of bed this morning I tripped on the skateboard and by mistake I dropped my sweater in the sink while the water was running and I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

If his mother was drowning and I was drowning and he had to choose one of us to save, He says he'd save me.