It's total bullshit," he said. "The whole thing. Eighty percent survival rate and he's in the twenty percent? Bullshit. He was such a bright kid. It's bullshit. I hate it. But it was sure a privilege to love him, huh?

“We all matter - maybe less then a lot but always more than none.”

“I sat on the couch for a while as Augustus searched for his keys. His mom sat d…”

“Isaac was still clinging to the lectern. He started to cry. He pressed his fore…”

“It’s so easy to get stuck. You just get caught in being something, being specia…”