The further you go, the more you have to be proud of. At the same time, in order to come a long way, you have to be behind to begin with. IN the end, though maybe it's not how you reach a place that matters. Just that you get there at all.

That first love. And the first one who breaks your heart. For me, they just happen to be the same person.

You know, feeling and action are always linked, one can't exist without the other. It's sort of a hippie thing.

I hated high school. I was not the greatest student, participated in no activities, and spent most of my time hanging out in my parking lot.

I'm incredibly flattered when people tell me that my books helped them through high school. Because of my own experience, the thought that something I wrote might help someone who felt the way I did when I was a teen...that's huge. It awes me.

You just walk over there and into the office and say, 'Hey, be my prom date,'" he said. "It's that simple.

This is exactly what i wanted, as commitments had never really been my thing. And it wasn't like it was hard, either. The only trick was never giving more than you were willing to lose.