Water was something he loved, something he respected. He understood its beauty and its dangers. He talked about swimming as if it were a way of life.

The summer sun was not meant for boys like me. Boys like me belonged to the rain.

Another secret of the universe: Sometimes pain was like a storm that came out of nowhere. The clearest summer could end in a downpour. Could end in lightning and thunder.

I wondered if my smile was as big as hers. Maybe as big. But not as beautiful.

I bet you could sometimes find all the mysteries of the universe in someone's hand.

How could I have ever been ashamed of loving Dante Quintana?

The day he came home from the hospital, he cried. I held him. I thought he would never stop.I knew that a part of him would never be the same.They cracked more than his ribs.

You can’t expect to go both ways when you’re driving on a one-way street.

It started to rain and we just sat. Sat and watched the rain in silence.

Everyone was always becoming someone else.Sometimes, when you were older, you became someone younger. And me, I felt old. How can aguy who’s about to turn seventeen feel old?

I was getting an A for work. But not for talent. The story of my life.

You can put the human mind and body into strange states through the use of alien environments.

If I am not for myself who will be?

The idea of putting old Browborough into prison for conduct which habit had made second nature to a large proportion of the House was distressing to Members of Parliament generally.

I make character judgements based on whether people like animals. Worship Satan, I'll still give you a chance. Hate dogs, we ain't friends.

Watch out world, we're here to change ya!

Children develop character by what they see, by what they hear, and by what they are repeatedly led to do.

I love cooking but I still always go and sneak a little bit of sides from Boston Market, and it's so good. They're so good.

Man is never alone. Acknowledged or unacknowledged, that which dreams through him is always there to support him from within.

I think that Detroiters are some of the most resilient people in the world.

You know why I quit playing ballads? Cause I love playing ballads.