You can try to pin me down with a hundred thousand arms, but I will find a way to resist

I didn’t know it would be like this,” he says in a whisper. And then: “I’m scared.

His eyes are the color of honey. These are the eyes I remember from my dreams.

And when it started to get dark you pointed to the sky, and told me there was a star for every thing you loved about me.

And you should hear the music. Incredible, amazing music, like nothing you've ever heard, music that almost takes your head off, you know? That makes you want to scream and jump up and down and break stuff and cry.

Finishing books - and leaving the world you've created - is always a kind of emotionally wrenching experience. I usually cry.

And even though I'm standing in the middle of the biggest crowd I've ever seen in my life, I suddenly feel very alone.