I lost everyone I loved," I tell him. I wait for him to look at me, and then I add, "The day I met you.

And then I wonder, does my brother think of me this way? We entered this world together, one after the other, beats in a pulse. But I will be first to leave it. That's what I've been promised. When we were children, did he dare to imagine an empty space beside him where I then stood giggling, blowing soap bubbles through my fingers? When I die, will he be sorry that he loved me? Sorry that we were twins? Maybe he already is.

Humans are the absolute worst thing to happen to this planet.

I think she's brave. I think that nobody has ever believed what she could be capable of. All her life, nobody was listening.

We accept gods that don't speak to us. We accept gods that would place us in a world filled with injustices and do nothing as we struggle. It's easier than accepting that there's nothing out there at all, and that, in our darkest moments, we are truly alone.

You can try to please everyone and risk accomplishing nothing, or go for your dreams and risk pissing a few people off.

Love unrequited is violent. He loves you so much that he's turned it into hate.