Things That Don’t Matter When You’ve Lived the Same Day Six Times and Died on at Least Two of Them: Lunch meats and their relative coolness.
I vowed after that day that I would be your hero too, no matter how long it took.
The whole point of growing up is learning to stay on the laughing side.
I used to think that’s what love was: knowing someone so well he was like a part of you.
It’s not my fault I can’t be like you, okay? I don’t get up in the morning thinking the world is one big, shiny, happy place, okay? That’s just not how I work. I don’t think I can be fixed.
This is what happens when you try to help people. You get screwed.
How is it possible, I think, to change so much and not be able to change anything at all?
You see, we didn’t know.
And now I know why they invented words for love, why they had to: It’s the only thing that can come close to describing what I feel in that moment, the baffling mixture of pain and pleasure and fear and joy, all running sharply through me at once.
Snapshots, moments, mere seconds: as fragile and beautiful and hopeless as a single butterfly, flapping on against a gathering wind.
I wonder whether she was sorry for leaving us behind.
But it does not tell you this: that love will turn the whole world into something greater than itself.
It occurs to me that for a long time she has been doing her own version of resisting.
It’s like a razor blade edging its way through my organs, shredding me, all I can think is: It will kill me, it will kill me, it will kill me. And I don’t care.
Happiness is found when no one is looking.
That’s the thing about best friends. That’s what they do. They keep you from spinning off the edge.
He’s speaking in the tone of voice that everyone uses when they’re about to break you apart. Gentle – kind, even – like they can make the news sound better just by speaking in a lullaby voice.
I’ve always hated being looked at.
It’s funny how you can know your friends so well, but you still end up playing the same games with them.
Mice? Fine. Flying mice? Not so fine.