After all, it’s all kinds of things that make up life, right? The big, like falling in love and spending time with your family, and the little like blow drying your hair, applying concealer, and cursing those magazine inserts. It all counts. It has to.

After all, to the well-organized mind, death is the next great adventure.

After denuding the trunk, the men left to denude others, and for a time the tree stood blighted, trying to raise its stunted arms, a creature clubbed mute, only its sudden voicelessness making us realize it had been speaking all along.

Again Harry noticed people putting their heads together to whisper as he passed. He gritted his teeth and tried to act as though he neither noticed nor cared.

All animals are equal but some animals are more equal than others.

All I know is that I fell in love with you and I’ve never been more frightened about anything in my entire life.

All teenagers knew this was true. The process of growing up was nothing more than figuring out what doors hadn’t yet been slammed in your face. For years, her own parents had told her that she could be anything, have anything, do anything. That was why she’d been so eager to grow up, until she got to adolescence and hit a big, fat wall of reality. As it turned out, she couldn’t have anything she wanted. You didn’t get to be pretty or smart or popular just because you wanted it. You didn’t control your own destiny. You were too busy trying to fit in.

And did I mention the part where I fall in love with him a little more every day? It’s a lot like drowning but the water feels so warm and wet against my skin that I really don’t mind.

And it’s hard and it hurts and it takes knowledge you don’t have but will when you’re finished, and you learn that you really are brave and that you really are strong and that you really can survive.

And now I have to stop because every time I remember this I have to cry a little by myself. I don't know why something that made me so happy then feels so sad now. Maybe that's the way it is with the best memories.

And there’s Cameron, my brother, dying like Hell to please you and treat you right. He would, too, you know. He’d bleed for you and fight for you without his fists. He’d take care of you and have respect for you and he’d love the Hell out of you.

And this I believe, that the free, exploring mind of the individual human is the most valuable thing in the world.

You’re something between a dream and a miracle.

Being with you is like walking on a very clear morning – I definitely have the sensation of belonging there.

Being young enough not to know what comes next - what comes after cute little animals and a fun day with Spot, when the letters got smaller and the words usually had a double and darker meaning, when you realize that everything can do more than sting. It can burn and sear and make you want to just curl up in a corner and turn off the light.