Freak the ferocious out.

Sovereign. Deadly. Perfect.

It’s easy to be yourself in the dark.

To be next to her was to have everything.

…how monstrous the people you loved could be.

Within every elaborate lie, a kernel of truth.

Always live your life with your biography in mind.

Show me what a man hates and I'll show you what he is.

Betrayal isn't ridiculous. It's the reason empires fall.

For every man there exists bait he cannot resist swallowing.

It’s hard, in America, not to equate ‘happiness’ with ‘things’.

People don’t realize how easy life is to change. You just get on the bus.

Good bands you can kind of lose, then come back and realize they're still good.

Not returning phone calls is the severest form of torture in the civilized world.

It’s got to be some kind of cult. Anyone offers you Kool-Aid or a hot shower, say no.

It's funny how the night that changes your life forever starts out like all the others.

His characters are ravaged, beaten. They walk through infernos and emerged charred doves.

Just when you think you've hit rock bottom, you realize you're standing on another trapdoor.

You journalists bulldoze life's mysteries, ignorant of what you're so ruthlessly turning up.

Sadly, American teenagers are to a weightless vacuum as seat cushions are to polyurethane foam -

It was never the act itself but our own understanding of it that defeated us, over and over again.

What, really, was the difference between something hounding you and something leading you somewhere?

People had an illogical, self-serving rationale when it came to interpreting the behavior of others.

God, the boring relative everyone ignores--no one calls, no one writes--until they need a serious favor.

It's a common feeling for people to feel intermittent antipathy toward individuals they're familiar with.

I'm not afraid of total failure. In the end, we're all just food for worms, so what are we so worried about?

But when you flee someone, no matter how far you roam, that person will follow you as doggedly as the stars.

What you tend to find in the personal lives of brilliant men is devastation akin to a nuclear bomb going off.

...the deepest secrets about ourselves that we, in the ultimate act of humanity, will spare those we truly love.

I was aware now, as ever, that between all people there were First Times You See Them and Last Times you See Them.

…deep-diving love, a love that excavates you. It’s something you have to have before you die in order to have lived.

I haven't always been a writer and I suppose I tiptoed around the idea of writing full time, because it's so isolating.

There was quantum mechanics, string theory, and then there was the most mind-bending frontier of the natural world, women.

Justice wields an erratic sword, grants mercy to fortunate few. Yet if man doesn't fight for her, 'tis chaos he's left to.

Happiness is a hound dog in the sun. We aren't on Earth to be happy, but to experience incredible things. - Hannah Schneider

It was as if Hannah had sprung a leak and her character, usually so meticulous and contained, was spilling all over the place.

Some people are as fragile as butterflies and sensitive and it’s your responsibility not to destroy them. Just because you can

Sometimes it takes more courage not to let yourself see. Sometimes knowledge is damaging - not enlightenment but enleadenment.

Juliet and Romeo be damned, you can't be in love until you've flossed your teeth next to the person at least three hundred times.

Funnily enough, it is the subject one dreads talking about at length one ends up talking about at length, often without the slightest provocation.

Dad's Theory of Arrogance--that everyone always assumes they're the Principal Character of Desire and/or Loathing in everybody else's Broadway Play.

It's not fair. It's not. But then, that's the game. It makes life great. The fact that it ends when we don't want it to. The ending gives it meaning.

If I scribbled a few words on a cocktail napkin and showed it to my family, they'd proclaim it astonishing and more culturally relevant than the Bible.

I hate how the people who really get you are the ones you can never hold on to for very long. And the ones who don’t understand you at all stick around.

Making love to Aurelia was like rummaging through a card catalog in a deserted library, searching for one very obscure, little-read entry on Hungarian poetry.

When you grow up--and from the look of things, you have awhile--but you learn things never go back to normal simply because everyone's sorry. Sorry is ridiculous.

Occasionally when I'm procrastinating writing, I'll while away the hours on iTunes. You can just keep going forever and find these bands you'd never normally hear of.

As much as some people would like to believe, for their own peace of mind, that the appearance of evil in this world had a clean cause, the truth was never that simple.

Because every one of us has our box, a dark chamber stowing the thing that lanced our heart. It contains what you do everything for, strive for, wound everything around you.

Some people, every now and then, simply had to have One Too Many, go drifty voiced and slouch mouthed, swimming willfully around in their own sadness as if it were hot springs.

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