You do not immortalize the lost by writing about them. Language buries, but does not resurrect.

Because there is no glory in illness. There is no meaning to it. There is no honor in dying of.

I could stand up and go to her and kiss her. I could. But there is still too much to be ruined.

I have to tell you man, that my stalker meter is kind of registering in the red zone right now.

Maybe our favorite quotations say more about us than about the stories and people we're quoting.

I think inspiration is always around; it's just a question of whether or not you're noticing it.

It was an indulgence, learning last words. Other people had chocolate; I had dying declarations.

I kept waiting for that loneliness and nervousness to make me want to go back. But it never did.

Right, except I'm not going to lie to my mom, because what kind of (man) lies to his own mother?

The snow may be falling in the winter of my discontent, but at least I've got sarcastic company.

It is so hard to leave—until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamned thing in the world.

Getting you a date to prom is so hard that the hypothetical idea itself is used to cut diamonds.

I worked hard to meet his eyes, even though they were the kind of pretty that's hard to look at.

"You are fairly smart," I said after a while. "You are fairly good at compliments," he answered.

The pleasure of remembering had been taken from me, there was no longer anyone to remember with.

I really like umbrellas. It's like, I have a roof! I carry it with me! Umbrellas always amuse me.

Destiny is not something that happens all at once-it's something that happens only in retrospect.

I'm just reveling in the glory of not having to hear the neediness and impotence of my own voice.

How are the eyes?' 'Oh, excellent,' he said. 'I mean, they're not in my head is the only problem.

I finally found something that can stop the fox. The fox cannot summit Strawberry Hill.” - Takumi

If you act out of a paranoid fear of something happening, you will always make that thing happen.

The only person I really wanted to talk to about Augustus Water's death with was Augustus Waters.

I was born into Bolívar's labyrinth, and so I must believe in the hope of Rabelais' Great Perhaps.

The sun was a toddler insistently refusing to go to bed: It was past eight thirty and still light.

You know, like when you look in the mirror and the thing you see is not the thing as it really is.

Boys are much more likely to objectify girls bodies, while boys are seen by girls as whole people.

I can't be you. You can't be me. You can imagine another well—but never quite perfectly, you know?

…God, it’s over. Takumi, you gotta stop stealing other people’s problems and get some of your own.

You can't just make yourself matter and then die, Alaska, because now I am irretrievably different.

In the end, what you do isn't going to be nearly as interesting or important as who you do it with.

Being in a relationship, that's something you choose. Being friends, that's something you just are.

The Romans knew it: quod me alit me extinguit, they said: That which nourishes me, extinguishes me.

You see how fake it all is. It's not even hard enough to be made out of plastic. It's a paper town.

I said nothing—I hadn’t known Marya, and anyway, “listening quietly” was my general social strategy

there is no best and no worst, ...those judgments have no real meaning because there is only what is

Suffering is universal. it’s the one thing Buddhists, Christians, and Muslims are all worried about.

At some point, you just pull off the Band-Aid, and it hurts, but then it's over and you're relieved.

Maybe we're grass—our roots so interdependent that no one is dead as long as someone is still alive.

The important thing is not whatever nonsense the voices are saying, but what the voices are feeling.

I was not religious, but I liked rituals. I liked the idea of connecting an action with remembering.

It's not life or death, the labyrinth. Suffering. Doing wrong and having wrong things happen to you.

If you don’t know about Tumblr then you are not supposed to know about Tumblr. It’s like fight club.

You're not a little kid anymore. You need to make friends, get out of the house, and live your life.

All good American literature is always interested in people who are ambiguously heroic, like Gatsby.

I don't see any point in nihilism... just as I suppose the nihilist sees no point in everything else.

We're invisible. I've never been here with someone else. It's different being invisible with someone.

I like this world. I like drinking champagne. I like not smoking. I like Dutch people speaking Dutch.

It's hard to get movie studios to pay a lot of money for movies that don't have robots or explosions.

In the end the listening exposes you even more than it exposes the people you're trying to listen to.

Just move to the Internet, its great here. We get to live inside where the weather is always awesome.

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