You Have A Choice In This World,

It Is Not My Fault That My Parents Own The World's Largest Collection Of Black Santas.

Depression Is A Side Effect Of Dying. (almost Everything Is, Really).

Books Are Like Tweets, Except Longer.

Only Now That I Loved A Grenade Did I Understand The Foolishness Of Trying To Save Others From My Own Impending Fragmentation: I Couldn’t Unlove Augustus Waters. And I Didn’t Want To.

You Can't Just Make Yourself Matter And Then Die, Alaska, Because Now I Am Irretrievably Different.