“If I seem to not want to be with him now, its only because love scares me too, more than manipulation, because love is a choice I make and not something forced upon me. I trust him, but I dont trus...”

“Yes, I whisper so the others wont hear, but being afraid is good because it means I still have more to lose.”

“There is only one thing in this world worse than dying and thats watching someone you love die insteadyou feel their pain with no final solace.”

“Id rather not know what lies ahead because I like the dark. I like thinking there is something good in the places I cant see. And thats not ignorance. Thats just hope.”

“People have always expected the end of the world to be a dramatic, thematic event: war, disease, a sudden explosion. But what if the end of the world has already occurred? What if our final demise ...”

“When you find a truth that surpasses your desire to fit trends and meet approval, you can be certain its worth fighting to spread.”

“When you expect the world to end at any moment, you know there is no need to hurry. You take your time, you do your work well.”

“If it happens that the human race doesn't make it, then the fact that we were here once will not be altered, that once upon a time we peopled this astonishing blue planet, and wondered intelligentl...”

“I like living in my head because in there, everyone is kind and innocent. Once you start integrating yourself into the world, you realize that people are nasty, mean creatures. They're worse than z...”

“Being a writer all boils down to this: It's you, in a chair, staring at a page. And you're either going to stay in that chair until words are written, or you're going to give up and walk away. The ...”

“When male authors write love stories, the heroine tends to end up dead.”

“Im likely to stay here, pen in hand, until dusk comes and my writing melts into the twilight.”

“When you find a truth that surpasses your desire to fit trends and meet approval, you can be certain its worth fighting to spread.”

“We know your secret.And we wont be made invisible.”

“I know who you are, Jack whispers. Ive always known you. His hands glide up my arms, from the angles of my wrists to the creases of my elbows. He presses his mouth to my left earI shiver from his b...”