The madness of youth made me unafraid.

You have a way of looking at things. You make it seem as though everything's going to be okay. I can't imagine a more dangerous thing to have than hope like yours.

Don't forget how you got here. Don't Forget.

We figure out what death means when we're born, practically, and we live our whole lives in some kind of weird denial about it.

To die trying would be better than to die without purpose.

Bet you never eat, he says. Bet you drink up the oxygen like it's butter. Bet you can go for days on nothing but thoughts.

And everywhere girls, tumbling from trees like orange blossoms and hitting the earth with sickening thuds. They crack open.