“Death smells like birthday cake.”

“The place smelled like Sam -- or, I guess, he smelled like the store. Like ink and old building and something more leafy than coffee but less interesting than weed. It was all very ... erudite. I felt surrounded by conversations I had no interest in participating in.”

“It (suicide) became a possibility like Maybe when I grow up, I will be dead. Life was a cake that looked good on the bakery shelf but turned to sawdust and salt when I ate it.”

“Delia was an overbearing cake with condescending frosting, and frankly, I was on a diet.”

“Gansey's partying with his mother," Ronan said. He smelled like beer. "And Noah's fucking dead. But Parrish is here.”

“Life was a cake that looked good on the bakery shelf but turned to sawdust and salt when I ate it.”

“What I need is for your mother to have thought a little harder nine months before your birthday.”