In The Dark Beside Me, She Smelled

I Just Want The Pleasure Of Noticing These Things At A Safe Distance.

The Urge To Make Art Or Contemplate Philosophy Does Not Go Away When You Are Sick. Those Urges Just Become Transfigured By Illness.

You Will Go To The Paper Towns And Never Come Back.

You Are So Busy Being You That You Have No Idea How Utterly Unprecedented You Are.

I'm On A Roller Coaster That Only Goes Up," He Said. "and It Is My Privilege And My Responsibility To Ride All The Way Up With You," I Said.