A small fact: You are going to die....does this worry you?

When she came to write her story, she would wonder when the books and the words started to mean not just something, but everything.

The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.

Very suddenly. Yes, quite suddenly, I didn't feel like I could handle my feeling of aloneness.

When I find research really rewarding is when one piece of information gives you an idea for a story. That's when it's great.

Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty of destruction.

Clearly," said Arthur,"you're an idiot- but you're our kind of idiot. Come on.