Was it worth it? Feeling better for a minute or two, knowing that the cold would still be out there waiting?

Lena's hair was sticking out in about fifteen directions, and her eyes were all small and puffy from crying. So this was what girls looked like in the morning. I had never seen one, not up close.

I suppose I am a snob. I loathe towns. I loathe townspeople. They have small minds and giant backsides. Which is to say, what they lack in interiors they make up in posteriors.

Writing a book is hard. It turns out, writing a second book is twice as hard.

When we were together, she turned me completely inside out.

High school sucked. It was a universal truth, and whoever said these were supposed to be the best years of your life was probably drunk or delusional.

A kiss that was every bit as big and every bit as small as a kiss can be.