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Hope in this world bleeds out of the barrel of a gun.
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People seldom realize that they tell lies with their lips and truths with their eyes all the time.
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Girls are always talking about electricity in their romance, but none are too happy to actually be electrocuted, apparently. Bloody confusing, is what it is.
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My mind is a warehouse of carefully organized human emotions.
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The words get easier the moment you stop fearing them.
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I feel like I've been split open and stuffed with sunshine.
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I want to smash this concrete world into oblivion. I want to be bigger, better, stronger. I want to be the bird that flies away.
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Sometimes a book isn't a heartbreaking work of staggering genius. Sometimes it's the only story you know how to tell.
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We are synonyms but not the same.
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Books are easily destroyed. But words will live as long as people can remember them.
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It's hot rain and humid days and broken thermostats. It's screaming and raging steam engines and wanting to take your clothes off just to feel a breeze. It's the kind of kiss that makes you realize oxygen is overrated.
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The world is a mess and I want to laugh because all I can think is how horrible and beautiful it is, that our eyes blur the truth when we can't bear to see it.
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His hands are holding my cheeks, and he pulls back just to look me in the eye and his chest is heaving and he says, "I think," he says, "my heart is going to explode," and I wish, more than ever, that I knew how to capture moments like these and revisit them forever. Because this. This is everything.
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Insane for your sweet, sweet love!
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I am a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction.
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I can do anything I want.
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I'm wondering how many more mistakes I'll have to make before things finally fall into place. If they ever will.
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You deserve to live. You deserve to be alive.
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Sometimes you have to learn how to shoot first.
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You are moody. It’s always ‘Shut up, Kenji.’ ‘Go to sleep, Kenji.’ ‘No one wants to see you naked, Kenji.’ When I know for a fact that there are thousands of people who would love to see me naked—
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I want your mind. Your strength. I want to be worth your time.
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Why sleep when there are books to read.
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I spent my life folded between the pages of books. In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters.
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And some days I wonder why I insist on keeping myself alive.