you cannot judge a problem with your obsession goggles on and call it truth. you aren't fooling either of us.

nora is the cool brainy one, the one who makes inappropriate jokes on twitter about whatever sci-fi show everyone’s watching, a bar trivia team ringer.

he came from a long, long line of princes, but never before had there been a prince quite like him: born with his heart on the outside of his body.

please stay gorgeous and strong and unbelievable. i miss you i miss you i miss you i love you. i’m calling you as soon as i send this, but I know you like to have these things written down.

that, for a few moments, i can hold my breath and be back there with you, in a dream, in a thousand rooms, nowhere at all?

Harry held Connor to his chest with one hand and grabbed my free hand with the other. “I am absolutely positive that I need you more than I’ve ever needed another living soul,” he said. “The only exception being—” “Connor,” I said. We both smiled. For the rest of our lives, we would say that. The only exception to absolutely everything was Connor.

i thought, this is the most incredible thing i have ever seen, and i had better keep it a safe distance away from me. i thought, if someone like that ever loved me, it would set me on fire.

“matt boyd, starting backliner for the foxes. i'm the one who's going to be wrecking your goals this october. nice to meet you.”

The real sky was enormous overhead, making our mirrors and twinkling stage lights seem ridiculous — Man’s futile attempt to imitate God.

Every man put himself into triumph; some to dance, some to make bonfires, each man to what sport and revels his addiction leads him.

Put your chin on my shoulder, love. Climb under the quilt. Remind me what joy feels like. You do it every day, darling - shouldn’t be too troublesome for you.

and i could be enough and we could be enough that would be enough

thinking about history makes me wonder how I’ll fit into it one day, i guess. and you too. i kinda wish people still wrote like that.

I thought, this is the most incredible thing I have ever seen, and I had better keep it a safe distance away from me. I thought, if someone like that ever loved me, it would set me on fire.

This moment, and the quieter moments afterward, cannot be edited. They cannot be rewritten. They cannot be erased.

I wanted to know what our family's stories were. I wanted to know the things Mom wouldn't think to tell me. Things she knew but never said out loud, because they were a part of her. I wanted to know what made the Bahrani family special.

Henry throws everything into question for Alex, an impulsive, charming guy who thought he knew everything: What is worth the sacrifice? How do you do all the good you can do? And, most importantly, how will history remember you?