Where do you come up with these zingers, Clint? Do you own some kind of joke factory in Indonesia where you’ve got eight-year-olds working ninety hours a week to deliver you that kind of top-quality witticism? There are boy bands with more original material.
Witness also that when we talk about literature, we do so in the present tense. When we speak of the dead, we are not so kind.
Hank, when people call people nerds mostly what they’re saying is,‘You like stuff’.
I worked hard to meet his eyes, even though they were the kind of pretty that’s hard to look at...
He may be a malevolent sorcerer, but Tiny Cooper is his own goddamned man, and if he wants to be a gigantic skipper, then that’s his right as a huge American.
The preciousness of the moment, which should make it easier to talk, makes it harder.
You’re not a little kid anymore. You need to make friends, get out of the house, and live your life.
As far as all of our identities are dependent on how other people imagine us we are all making ourselves and each other up all the time.
You’re not going to impose the patriarchal paradigm on me.
It’s nice to have people who will feel guilty for you.
Just spend a few more months playing video games. That hand-eye coordination will come in handy when you get to third base.
People believed in an afterlife because they couldn’t bear not to.
Pudge, my friend, we are indefuckingstructible.
That was part of her, and you used to know it. It’s like now you only care about the Alaska you made up.
I wondered whether I could find a Great Perhaps here at all or whether I had made a grand miscalculation.
It’s embarrassing that we all just walk through life blindly accepting that scrambled eggs are fundamentally associated with mornings.
People are supposed to care. It’s good that people mean something to you, that you miss people when they’re gone.
Do the thing you’re good at. Not many people are lucky enough to be so good at something.
I tried to tell myself that it could be worse, that the world was not a wish-granting factory, that I was living with cancer not dying of it, that I mustn’t let it kill me before it kills me,...
People are such idiots. As if there’s something wrong with being in love.