I think there should be a rule that everyone in the world should get a standing ovation at least once in their lives.

Here’s what I think: the only reason I’m not ordinary is that no one else sees me that way.

My mom smiled at me. Her smile kind of hugged me.

Middle School is about as bad as it gets, and then it gets better.

I actually like how doctors talk. I like the sound of science. I like how words you don't understand explain things you can't understand.

A big sister who cries over being human over you. A gravelly voiced kid who's friends left him over you. And a pink-haired girl who keeps your picture in her wallet.

We carry with us, as human beings, not just the capacity to be kind, but the very choice of kindness.