“I’m still writing about you and you haven’t read a word.”

“I'm still writing about you and you haven't read a word.”

“This is Teenage madness. Trapped in a room knowing there's more outside. Trapped listening to a teacher talk about Hemingway as if each sentence and word had mythical importance. Trapped knowing she is in the room with me.”

“What?" I ask. I don't get anything about this day. Everything is just off."Are you sure?""Am I sure where I live? Yeah. Steeple Drive.""Your cabin is on this road?""Is it just me, or is everything I'm saying slightly freaking you out?”

“It's not what you take when you leave this world behind you, It's what you leave behind you when you go.”

“What you think you know don’t mean nothin.There is a difference between thinking and knowing. You might think you know something; you might even think you know it pretty well. But there are some things that you can’t ever know without having lived them. Without doing, thinking does not become knowing.”

“You can be one of the smartest students in this school if you actually listened to what was being said and stopped focussing so much on how everything affects you.”