Mia, I'm not sorry. And I'll wait. Love, Michael.

And eternity is a long time. So if you have to spend it with someone I could see wanting to spend it with someone impossible...but interesting.

If you're writing a screenplay, you need to be prepared to let go: there's a good chance the words you write aren't going to be the ones that end up on screen.

I've only been gone a week," I reminded him. Well, a week's a long time. It's seven days. Which is one hundred and sixty-eight hours. Which is ten thousand, eighty minutes. Which is six hundred thousand, for hundred seconds.

Well, hi, CeeCee," I said. "Hi, Adam. Nice of you two to drop by. Ever heard of knocking?" "Oh, please," CeeCee said. "Why? Because we might interrupt you and your precious Jesse?" Jesse, upon hearing this, raised his eyebrows. Way up.

What's the point? was my attitude. We're all just going to die and then NOT be let on the boat.

But I guess you would look beatific, too, if the man you had been in love with since the fifth grade had told you that he was in love with you, too.