Pretend to be a delinquent?" I asked clarifying. "You can do it," Dave advised me. "Just don't smile, and try to look like you're considering stealing something.

Too many locks, not enough keys.

I'm really interested in the idea of anomynity and familiarity. And sunglasses, you know, are so indicatitve of that. I mean, they're worn by some people to hide themselves. But they're also a fashion statement, meant to be noticed. So there's a dichotomy there.

Being brave and self-confident doesn't necessarily start inside...It starts with the rest of the world, and it leads back to you.

Home wasn't a set house, or a single town on a map. It was wherever the people who loved you were, whenever you were together.

It's hard to do," I said. Wes looked at me. "What is?" I swallowed, not sure why I'd said this out loud. "Get it right.

It wasn’t so much that I was positive. I just wasn’t fully subscribing to such a negative way of thinking anymore.