350 Quotes by Jay Asher

The road to publication is like a churro – long and bumpy, but sweet.

A week went by and nothing. But eventually, as they always will, the rumors reached me. And everyone knows you can’t disprove a rumor.

I stood there and watched you disappear. Forever.

But you can’t get away from yourself. You can’t decide not to see yourself anymore. You can’t decide to turn off the noise in your head.

Normally when a person has a stellar image another person’s waiting in the wings to tear them apart. They’re waiting for that one fatal flaw to expose itself.

She’s a Mercury, with the full hotness of the sun beating down on her. I’m a Pluto. Sure, my friend’s appreciate me, but I’m barely holding on to the far reaches of the galaxy.

And in high school, people are always watching so there’s always a reason to pose.

I hate not knowing what to believe anymore. I hate not knowing what’s real.

And as I stood there in the hallway – alone – trying to understand what had just happened and why, I realized the truth: I wasn’t worth an explanation – not even a reaction. Not in your eyes.