“Ernest Hemingway writes literature and why Joan Didion writes women’s literature.”
If The Fault in Our Stars is your favorite book, you’re still a kid at heart, and you believe that everything happens for a reason.
Sometimes books really do have all the answers.
“It is a good thing we only bleed on the inside, or this would be a gory, blood-smeared Earth.” – Go Ask Alice
This is a celebration of the badassery that truly imbibes Hufflepuff, a tribute to my fierce loyalty to this House, and, in all honesty, a giant middle finger raised high to everyone who writes us off, as if in a place as amazing as Hogwarts, there could really be an entire fourth of the school that’s just “not that special.”
They waste time, setting the ideal scene and finding the perfect meaning in their exchanges with you, preferring to take the time to examine things closely, to find the unspoken beauty between the lines.
交个朋友多条路，树个敌人多堵墙: Make a friend, make another road. Make an enemy, build a wall.
My loins trembled as the scent of toupee adhesive and spray tan swept through my nasal cavity. I wanted nothing more than to turn around and see the golden god behind these scents, but I couldn’t move.
I used to go around and ask every smart person I met—even emailing important people I didn’t know— “What books do you recommend to a kid like me?”
Here’s what YA does at its core: it tells emotional truths.