The thing about getting dumped generally, and getting dumped by Katherines in particular, was how utterly monotonous it was.
It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.
She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her.
That’s why I love road trips, dude. It’s like doing something without actually doing anything.
And quickly my mom put her arm around my shoulders and spun me back toward the car, walking quickly, and I was like, “Mom, what’s wrong?” And she said, “We can’t eavesdrop, Hazel.
Most of my friends were in band, and most of my free time during school was spent within twenty feet of the band room.
I’m a big believer in random capitalization. The rules of capitalization are so unfair to words in the middle.
We were in the business of mutual amusement, and we were reasonably prosperous.
Dear World, I am not hot for Will Grayson. But world, there’s something else you should know about Will Grayson.” And then he begins to sing, a Broadway baritone as big as his waist, “I can’t live without him!
We’re going to have a big frickin’ problem when he starts feeling those shots”, and I decide that Jane is right, and anyway, Ashland Avenue is terrible, so we need to leave the Hideout posthate.
Not that I don’t trust you, of course, but I don’t trust you.
A sequel that will exist just for us.
His enthusiasm was adorable. I couldn’t resist leaning over to kiss him on the cheek.
Is that so?” he asked. “I’d always thought the world was a wish-granting factory.
That’s what love is. Love is keeping the promise anyway. Don’t you believe in true love?
Sometimes the universe wants to be noticed. That’s what I believe. I believe the universe wants to be noticed. I think the universe is improbably biased toward consciousness, that it rewards intelligence in part because the universe enjoys its elegance being observed.
His problems are so huge that your problems can just hide behind them.
Big white whale is a metaphor for everything. You live for pretentious metaphors.
Margo no era un milagro. Ella no era una aventura. No era una cosa bella y preciosa. Era una chica.
He aqui un consejo: eres lindo cuando eres seguro de ti. Y menos cuando no eres.