Teenagers. Everything is so apocalyptic.

Mortals. I envy you. You think you can change things. Stop the universe. Undo what was done long before you came along. You are such beautiful creatures.

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.

The mortal world is in a state of Beautiful Chaos and destruction, which will ultimately lead to an exquisite end.

the missing piece my breath my heart my memory me the other half the missing half

The toes of our ratty black sneakers touched.

Summer School: Never stop learnin' if you want to stop earnin'. I'm reasonably sure there G's in learning and earning.