I just hope I remember to tell my kids that they are as happy as I look in my old photographs. And I hope that they believe me.

It’s strange how things can change back as suddenly as they changed originally. When one thing happens and suddenly, things are back to normal.

He's a wallflower." And Bob nodded his head. And the whole room nodded their head. And i started to feel nervous in the Bob way, but Patrick didn't let me get too nervous. He sat down next to me. "You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.

She wasn't bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.

He was the boy that made mix tapes with themes and hand-colored covers until the day he hit my sister and stopped crying.

I wonder what my speech would be.

There's nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.