Amor deliria nervosa isn't a disease of love. It's a disease of selfishness.

Dystopian novels help people process their fears about what the future might look like; further, they usually show that there is always hope, even in the bleakest future.

For the first time in my life I actually feel sorry for Carol. I'm only seventeen years old, and I already know something she doesn't know: I know that life isn't life if you just float through it. I know that the whole point- the only point- is to find things that matter, and hold on to them, and fight for them, and refuse to let them go.

Alex is dead, do you hear me? All of that-what we felt, what it meant- that's done now, okay? Buried. Blown away.

The only thing worse than having no friends is being pitied for having no friends.

And you can't love, not fully, unless you are loved in return.

Holy mother of Lord Cocoa Puffs