T.J. Klune

“I’m not effeminate. I’m just… animated.”

— T.J. Klune

“For want of my father, I was lost.”

— T.J. Klune

“Sad fags are boring fags.”

— T.J. Klune

“Somewhere, a bird sang a song that ached.”

— T.J. Klune

“The fight for you was all I've ever known.”

— T.J. Klune

“It’s Helena Handbasket.”

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“Nothing's too fast if it means forever.”

— T.J. Klune

“Don’t be difficult, Bear. It’s unattractive.”

— T.J. Klune

“You can plan for life, but life always has plans of its own.”

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“You all have kept me sane, but he kept me safe.”

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“You don’t have to choose,” he says quietly. “We chose you already.”

— T.J. Klune

“Everything dies, Sam,” Zero said lightly. “It’s the price we pay for being alive.”

— T.J. Klune

“Boys can wear makeup,” Tiggy said. “Not just for women. That a social construct.” I”

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“If I’d known this was going to be a black-tie affair, I would have put on underwear.”

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“it's not about where you come from. It's about who you are”

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“Well, it was so quiet you could have heard a molecule fart three states away.”

— T.J. Klune

“But even I know that in your line of work, there's a difference between being a volunteer and being volun-told.”

— T.J. Klune

“Carter?” Gordo asked. “Who is he? I want to meet him. In my office so I can scare the shit out of…

— T.J. Klune

“I don’t think this is working out between us,” I told him. “You and I want different things. It’s not me, it’s…

— T.J. Klune

“He sighs and bows his head, burying his face in his hands. I touch his hair. His ears. Bear may be my…

— T.J. Klune

“For every person out there who says a man can't love another man, just know this: you're wrong because I have loved.…

— T.J. Klune

“If someone can care about me that deeply, despite all my faults, despite all my refutations, despite all my everythings, then that…

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“Why do I need to be defined as anything? Why can’t I just be who I am without some asshole trying to…

— T.J. Klune

“You want to know what it feels like to be castrated? Try having your nine-year-old brother protect you from your ex-girlfriend after…

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“I bet there’s like an Easter egg on one of the DVDs,” Sandy said, taking a drink of his tea. “A deleted…

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“Otter. Otter. Otter,” I mutter. “Yes, Bear?” he says beautifully. “Don’t lead cows to slaughter,” I say. He arches an eyebrow. “Come…

— T.J. Klune

“My fairy drag mother. The woman who had taught me to trust myself and my instincts. Morgan could teach me magic. My…

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“When you stand up for yourself, you never know if you’re standing up for someone who isn’t ready to do the same.…

— T.J. Klune

“Stop that.” “Stop what?” “You’re thinking too hard. I can see it on your face. Just be here. Right now. With me.”…

— T.J. Klune

“The big kid hasn't said anything yet. 'I do like hearing myself talk,' I say, 'only because I have a lot of…

— T.J. Klune

“Life is like this: it aches. It’s biting, and you ache from it. You are strong, because they tell you that you…

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“Oh boy,” the unicorn said. “You do that, Robert Smith.” I frowned at him. “Who?” The unicorn shook his head. “This guy…

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“I think it’d be nice,” he said, words slurring slightly. “If you came here. If you stayed. We’d drink tea and talk…

— T.J. Klune

“Demi means you need to have a connection with someone before you can have romantic and/or sexual attraction,” Serge said. “And dude,…

— T.J. Klune

“Ungh,” Ryan said. “That shit is so hot.” Everyone turned to stare at him. He was bright red. “I said that out…

— T.J. Klune

“Everyone grieves differently. No one handles the loss of a loved one the same. Some put on a brave face for others,…

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“With him, I don’t have to worry about all the other bullshit that’s going on. I don’t have to wonder why I’m…

— T.J. Klune

“I can’t help it: I laugh. I don’t mean too, it just kinda comes out on its own. I smoosh my hands…

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“Who cares, right? I mean, it’s sort of fitting, you know? And even if there wasn’t this thing between us, I could.…”…

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“If one were to ask if Linus Baker was lonely, he would have scrunched up his face in surprise. The thought would…

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