A Paper Town For A Paper Girl.

It Was An Indulgence, Learning Last Words. Other People Had Chocolate; I Had Dying Declarations.

The Thing About Chameleoning Your Way Through Life Is That It Gets To Where Nothing Is Real.

The Darkest Nights Produce The Brightest Stars.

Come Over Here So I Can Examine Your Face With My Hands And See Deeper Into Your Soul Than A Sighted Person Ever Could.

I Don't Have A Favourite Book, I Have Hundreds.