Quotes from Jennifer Niven

People either see me or they don't.

I think about Finch and Sir Patrick Moore and black holes and blue holes and bottomless bodies of water and exploding stars and event horizons, and a place so dark that light can't get out once it's in.

If only world leaders would get laid well and regularly, the world's problems might disappear.

A lake. A prayer. It's so lovely to be lovely in Private.

All this time, I thought it was her weight that made me see her. But it's not her weight at all. It's her.

It's true, after all, at least compared to him, and actually what he means is that I have bad luck with women. Something about going for the bitchy ones or the crazy ones or the ones who pretend not to know me when other people are around.

then you will shine among them, like stars in the sky

Writing is so difficult that writers, having had their hell on earth, will escape all punishment hereafter.' 

Your hope lies in accepting your life as is now lies before you, forever changed. If you can do that, the peace you seek will follow.

I will always be here, in the offerings and people I left behind.

I feel sorry for everyone in this town who's sleeping.

She waves her arms at the world. "It's all just time filler until we die.

I just sat there letting that music cover me like a big, cozy blanket.

I know life well enough to know you can't count on things staying around or standing still, no matter how much you want them to.

I thought: Just one step. One step at a time. You don't have to do them all at once.

You're no hero. You're a coward. You only saved them from yourself.

There's beauty in every story. And there's a story in everything.

I wonder if this is the way it will be next year if I come to New York, or wherever I go—me trying to concentrate on college, on life, when all I'm doing is thinking about him. I wonder if he'll come with me, or if our built-in ending is high school.

The only way around it is to stay with one guy forever." But does forever have a built-in ending...?

Across the seat our eyes are holding hands.

I like to think that the colors and sounds and words have nothing to do with him, that they're all me and my own brilliant, complicated, buzzing, humming, soaring roaring diving, godlike brain" -Finch

Nunca llegas a entender de verdad a una persona hasta que miras las cosas desde su punto de vista. Hasta que te metes en su piel y te paseas dentro de ella.

Apparently, I'm tragic and dangerous.

For the most part, the people are the same. Everyone wants something to believe in. Everyone wants someone to love.