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...

Now I’d rather be infected with love for the tiniest sliver of a second than live a hundred years smothered by a lie.

But before you start pointing fingers, let me ask you: is what I did really so bad? So bad I deserved to die? So bad I deserved to die like that?Is what I did really...

I guess they’ll find out that freedom doesn’t keep you warm,

Power isn’t free. Energy isn’t free. It has to be earned.

Because I am terrified by what I want: for him, and worst of all, from him. Because I do want. I’m not even sure what, exactly, but the want is there, just like the hate...

El amor, la más letal de las cosas letales. El amor que mata. Tanto si lo tienes… como si no.

It’s probably still there. Thenote, I mean. Probably just a bit of paper pulp by now.

Lindsay calls them the Pugs: pretty from far away, ugly up close.

If I could make it better I would,” he says. In some ways it’s a stupid, obvious thing to say, but the way he said it, so honest and simple like it’s the truest thing...

It’s amazing how close I have been, all this time, to my old life. And yet the distance that divides me from it is vast.

I don’t understand how everything changes, how the layers of your life get buried. Impossible. At some point, at some time, we must all explode.

A good friend keeps your secrets for you. A best friend helps you keep your own secrets.

Please understand. Please forgive me.I prayed every day for you to be alive, until hope became painful.Don’t hate me.I still love you.

Penyakit yang paling berbahaya adalah penyakit yang membuat kita percaya kalau kita baik-baik saja.

Extiendo la mano y paso un dedo a lo largo de su clavícula, mi lugar favorito: como las siluetas de unas pequeñas alas.

I’m not ugly but I’m not pretty either. Everything is in-between. I have eyes that aren’t green or brown, but a muddle. I’m not thin but I’m not fat either. the only thing you could...

Segregation has it all wrong. We should be protected from the people who will leave us in the end, from all the people who will disappear or forget us.

Mama, Mama, help me get homeI’m out in the woods, I am out on my own.I found me a werewolf, a nasty old muttIt showed me its teeth and went straight for my gut.Mama, Mama,...

This is what I want. This is the only thing I’ve ever wanted. Everything else—every single second of every single day that has come before this very moment, this kiss—has meant nothing.

I’m scared all the time,” she whispered. “You’d be an idiot if you weren’t,” Anne said. “And you wouldn’t be brave either.

For a moment I am jealous: He has grown up here, fearless, happy. Perhaps he will never even know about the world on the other side of the fence, the real world. For him there...

I suppose that’s the secret. If you’re ever wishing for things to go back to the way they were, you just have to look up.

But those are just words, and words are just stories, and eventually, always, stories come to an end.

So many things become beautiful when you really look.

I had no jacket, but I didn’t even care.I was free.

Things change after you die, though- I guess because dying is about the lonliest thing you can do.

….love and desire enjoy a symbiotic relationship, meaning that one cannot exist without the other. Desire is an enemy to contentment; desire is illness, a feverish brain. Who can be considered healthy who wants? The...

When I was maybe five or six years old, a woman down the street…got flattened by a train. When I got older I realized it probably wasn’t an accident. It was a late train and...

A free world is also a world of fracture

Take down the walls.

Lies are just stories, and stories are all that matter. We all tell stories. Some are more truthful than others, maybe, but in the end the only thing that counts is what you can make...

Nos dijeron que el amor era una enfermedad. Nos dijeron que acabaría matándonos.Por primera vez me doy cuenta de que esto, también, podría ser una mentira.

I’ve neverheard that name before.

It’s like high school holds two different worlds, revolving around each other and never touching; the haves and the have-nots. I guess it’s a good thing. High school is supposed to prepare you for the...

And now I realize Lindsay’s not fearless. She’s terrified. She’s terrified that people will find out she’s faking, bullshitting her way through life, pretending to have everything together when really she’s just floundering like the...

I shiver, thinking how easy it is to be totally wrong about people-to see one tiny part of them and confuse it for the whole, to see the cause and think it’s the effect or...

He Is looking at me through the smoke, across the fence. He never takes his eyes off me. His hair Is a crown of leaves, of thorns, of flames. His eyes are blazing with light,...

If people changed, it meant that she was allowed to change too. She could be different.She could be happier.

I start to follow her, and Alex grabs my hand.”I’ll find you,” he says, watching me with the eyes I remember. “I won’t let you go again.”I don’t trust myself to speak. Instead I nod,...

I vowed after that day that I would be your hero too, no matter how long it took

Hal yang paling mematikan dari yang mematikan: Cinta akan tetap membunuhmu, tak peduli apakah kau memilikinya atau tidak.

Pero nunca volví sin recordar el fuego — la forma en que se comió el cielo, el sonido de una casa, un algo, encogiéndose a nada.Era por esto que era como el despertar en las...

An eye for an eye.” “And the whole world goes blind,” Coral puts in quietly.

As soon as I look up, his eyes click onto my face. The breath whooshes out of my body and everything freezes for a second, as though I’m looking at him through my camera lens,...

I know that the whole point—the only point—is tofind the things that matter, and hold on to them, and fight for them, and refuse tolet them go.

In my dream I know I am falling. But there is no up or down, no walls or sides or ceilings, just the sensation of cold and darkness everywhere. I am so scared I could...

At the same time I know that it’s not really their fault, at least not completely. I did my part too. I did it on a hundred different days and in a thousand different ways,...

This is the mistake they make above. They think that only certain people habe a place. Only certain kinds of people belong. The rest is waste. But even waste must have a place. Otherwise it...

Things change after you die, though – I guess because dying is about the loneliest thing you can do.