[...] even in the cruelest human being there can exist a flower of good. Maybe just the tiniest blossom, in need of water and sunlight, but a flower just the same.

I'm a liar. And I can't stop thinking about boys.

Life's not easy for unicorns, you know. We're a dying breed.

My mother's psychologist says I have an overactive anger switch, but people just keep pissing me off.

The fact that he was willing to sacrifice his own face in order to keep mine from getting bashed in

In order for people to be happy, sometimes they have to take risks. It's true these risks can put them in danger of being hurt.

I like to think of my books and the movies of my books living in two separate universes. Each is very nice, but only one is correct - the book. But that doesn't mean you can't enjoy the other versions, and I always do.