I never really thought about how when I look at the moon, it’s the same moon as Shakespeare and Marie Antoinette and George Washington and Cleopatra looked at.

I wonder if I cry whether my tears would be gray.

So we baked and sweated together. I like punching the dough. I told myself it was the moon and punched it senseless.

If God wanted a world filled with saints, He never would have created adolescence.

I guess I always felt even if the world came to an end, McDonald’s would still be open.

We’re all alive. We’re all health. These are the good times.

I wonder if I’ll ever have to decide which is worse, life as we’re living or no life at all.

Well, no one says you can be happy about everything,” I said. “I know I should be glad for you, Megan, but frankly I think you’re crazy. And if Reverend Marshall is making you this...

But she’s wrong about hell. You don’t have to wait until you’re dead to get there.

So what if I don’t learn algebra?”Someday schools will be open again,’ Mom said. ‘Things will be normal. You need to do your work now for when that happens.”That’s never going to happen,’ Jon said....

The Christmas after Mom & Dad split up, they both went crazy buying us presents. Matt, Jonny, and I were showered with gifts at home and at Dads apartment. I thought that was great. I...

We’re all alive. We’re all healthy. These are the good times.

Sometimes the rules don’t work. Sometimes the rules cause the anarchy.

My existence is the only gift I have left to give, but it will have to do.

Sometimes the rues don’t work. Sometimes the rules cause the anarchy.

I have no privacy. But I feel so alone.

Because if I let myself feel the pain and the anger, I think it might kill me. Or I might kill someone else. I know it’s wrong to feel that way about God and I...

The only way you can be the best at something is to be the best you can be.

I thought about the earth then, really thought about it, the tsunami’s and earthquakes and volcanoes, all the horrors I haven’t witnessed but have changed my life, the lives of everyone I know, all the...

Mom, is the world coming to an end?” Jonny asked, picking up the plate of cookies and ramming one into his mouth.”No, it isn’T,” Mom said, folding her lawn chair and carrying it to the...

This past year I grew up to know hunger, grief, darkness, fear. I began to understand how lonely you can feel even when all you want is to be alone.

One of the more gratifying things about guilt is that it makes us feel important.

I have scars. No one alive today doesn’t. But Alex’s scars have to be much deeper than mine.