Girls are weird, and I don't mean that offensively. I just can't put it any other way.

Those writers that have zero say in their movie adaptations have zero say because they sell it. If you don't sell it, and you do it yourself, and you wait until the screenplay is ready, you don't have to worry about that.

Sometimes, I think Bill forgets that I am sixteen. But I am very happy that he does.

I'm not saying she was lying to me, but she just acted so different before I got to know her, and if she really isn't like what she was at the beginning, I wish she could have just said so.

And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms.

Patrick started running after the sunset. And Sam immediately followed him. And I saw them in silhouette. Running after the sun.

I was suddenly very aware of the fact it was me standing up in that tunnel with the wind over my face. Not caring if I saw downtown. Not even thinking about it. Because I was standing in the tunnel. And I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite.