No one would want to read a book in which I explain the science of cloning because it would be very dull and it would also make no sense.

We are the ones who take this thing called music and line it up with this thing called time. We are the ticking, we are the pulsing, we are underneath every part of this moment. And by making the moment our own, we are rendering it timeless. There is no audience. There are no instruments. There are only bodies and thoughts and murmurs and looks. It's the concert rush to end all concert rushes, because this is what matters. When the heart races, this is what it's racing towards.

We all just took the bookstore at its word, because if you couldn't trust a bookstore, what could you trust?

Be careful what you’re doing, because no one is ever who you want them to be. And the less you really know them, the more likely you are to confuse them with the girl or boy in your head

I thought about the bigger picture of my life, and about the people—and particularly the guys—I would encounter during my lifetime. How would I ever know when that moment was right, when expectation met anticipation and formed … connection?

I'm told there's no going back. So I'm choosing forward.

I was horribly bookish, to the point of coming right out and saying it, which I knew was not socially acceptable.