Even if your heart is broken and attacking you, you're still not better off without it.

Things she knew now, that she hadn't known two hours ago: Park was covered with skin. Everywhere.

You’ve read the books?” “I’ve seen the movies.” Cath rolled her eyes so hard, it hurt. (Actually.) (Maybe because she was still on the edge of tears. On the edge, period.) “So you haven’t read the books.” “I’m not really a book person.” “That might be the most idiotic thing you’ve ever said to me

What did he have to mope about, really? What more did he want?...Love. Purpose. Those are the things that you can't plan for. Those are the things that just happen. And what if they don't happen? Do you spend your whole life pining for them? Waiting to be happy?

She’d majored in English, hoping that meant she could spend the next four years reading and writing. And maybe the next four years after that.

I don't want you to go," Sam said. She was upset. "I don't want this to end like this." "You don't get to choose," Lincoln said. "It's just happening.

There's only of him, she thought, and he's right here.