“And it felt like being stoned and sticked from the inside, a fluttering and then a sharp pain in his lower rib cage, and then he felt for the first time that a piece of his gut had been wrenched out of him.”— John Green, Colin Singleton, amazon.com
“Driving was a kind of thinking, the only kind he could then tolerate. But still, the thought lurked out there, just beyond the reach of his headlights: he'd been dumped.”— John Green, amazon.com
“The feeling of loving her and being loved by her welled up in him, and he could taste the adrenaline in the back of his throat, and maybe it wasn't over, and maybe he could feel her hand in his again and hear her loud, brash voice contort itself into a whisper to say I-love-you in the very quick and…”— John Green, Colin, amazon.com
“I am crying, he thought, opening his eyes to stare through the soapy, stinging water. I feel like crying, so I must be crying, but it's impossible to tell because I'm underwater. But he wasn't crying. Curiously, he felt too depressed to cry. Too hurt. It felt as if shed taken the part of him that cr…”— John Green, Colin, amazon.com
“Things aren’t the way they were before, you wouldn’t even recognize me anymore, not that you knew me back then but it all comes back to me in the end.”— Linkin Park, amazon.com