The sky is like a monochromatic contemporay painting, drawing me in its illusion of depth, pulling me up.

“But there are a thousand ways to look at it: maybe the strings break, or maybe …”

“Augustus Waters," I said, looking up at him, thinking that you cannot kiss anyo…”

“Because everybody who has ever lost their way in life has felt the nagging insi…”

“I don't know what I believe, Hazel. I thought being an adult meant knowing what…”