350 Quotes by Jay Asher

Whenever I’m out late she makes a sandwich for my school lunch. I always protest and tell her not to, saying I’ll make my own when I get home. But she likes it. She says it reminds her of when I was younger and needed her.

When you try rescuing someone and discover they can’t be reached, why would you ever throw that back in their face?

Why would anyone say this stuff about themselves on the Internet? It’s crazy!

I don’t know how to fully enjoy any of these moments without wondering if it’s the last.

Looking back, i stopped writting in my notebook when i stopped wanting to know myself anymore.

Because when you’re posed, you know someone’s watching. You put on your very best smile. You let your sweetest personality shine.

He’s doing sit-ups in his tighy-whities! His chest looks toned, but... tighty-whities?

Like driving along a bumpy road and losing control of the steering wheel, tossing you – just a tad – off the road. The wheels kick up some dirt, but you’re able to pull it back. Yet no matter how hard you try to drive straight, something keeps jerking you to the side. You have so little control over anything anymore. And at some point, the struggle becomes too much – too tiring – and you consider letting go. Allowing tragedy... or whatever... to happen.

Yes, it feels great to plan your life when you believe everything can turn out fine. But what about when you’re shown, again and again, how little control you have over anything? No matter what I do to try to fix my future, it doesn’t work.