Noah started this chase and I stood before him, waiting to be caught. He could have me, but he refused to move. Only now did I realize why. He wanted to be caught. He was waiting for me to chase him.
My father might be right. If I lost Noah, I might just lose my mind.
I looked up at the video camera and stared. Then raised my hand and gave it the middle finger. “I thought you were going to give it the District Twelve salute,” Jamie said.
It’s a long story that involves copious quantities of alcohol and Lolita.
I hate that I never managed to persuade you to watch Buffy. It’s a flaw in you, Mara.
I’d rather he not know the depths of my crazy.
I so badly needed to self-destruct.
Her sound is a siren’s song, calling me to the rocks.
Pride goes before the fall.
I pointed to a low bowl filled with what purported to be stew, but then Noah said, “Are you going to point, or are you going to eat?” “I just like to know what I’m putting in my mouth before I swallow.” Noah arched an eyebrow, and I wanted to crawl into a hole and die.
Go away. I’m smelly. And you bother me enormously.
Be careful what you wish for.
The two of us snuggled like quotation marks in his room full of words.
Just becausse you can’t prove something doesn’t mean it isn’t real.
If you ask the wrong questions, you will get the wrong answers.
Don’t be careful with me,” he said. “Because I won’t be careful with you.
The thing about happiness, though, is that it never lasts.
And that for every negative event or coincidence that has happened since, imagining that you triggered them, that you made them happen makes you feel like you possess a degree of control that you don’t have.
If you expect the worst from people, that’s exactly what you’ll get.
Pain is just a feeling, and feelings aren’t real.