There is evil in everyone. The first step toward loving someone else is to recognize that evil in yourself, so you can forgive them.

As a teenager, I put a lot of pressure on myself, and a lot of that, for me, was about finding a moral high ground. As I've grown up, I've decided to abandon that because it made me judgmental and also stressed me out.

If you actually succeed in creating a utopia, you've created a world without conflict, in which everything is perfect. And if there's no conflict, there are no stories worth telling - or reading!

His voice is rough; it could be the thing that breaks me.

I am afraid that if I start to sob, I will never stop until I shrivel up like a raisin.

I think we cry to release the animal parts of us without losing our humanity. Because
inside me is a beast that snarls, and growls, and strains toward freedom, toward Tobias, and, above
all, toward life. And as hard as I try, I cannot kill it.