“Most poems I’ve seen are about love or sex or the stars. You poets are obsessed with stars. Falling stars. Shooting stars. Dying stars.” — Nicola Yoon Copy Share Image
“I’m desperate to prevent her tears, but not because I’m noble or anything. I’m kind of a contagion cryer. You know how when one… — Nicola Yoon Copy Share Image
“What did you get?' I lean my head back against his chest. 'Seashell necklace for my mom. Pineapple ashtray for Kara.' 'Why do people… — Nicola Yoon Copy Share Image
“Listening to the magnified sound of my own breath is peaceful and strangely euphoric. I'm being reassured with every breath that I'm more than… — Nicola Yoon Copy Share Image
“Human beings are not reasonable creatures. Instead of being ruled by logic, we are ruled by emotions.” — Nicola Yoon Copy Share Image
“Maybe he (or she-but who are we kidding? God's definitely a guy. How else to explain war, pestilence, and morning wood?)” — Nicola Yoon Copy Share Image
“Almost everything in the night sky gives off light. Even if we can't see it, the light is still there.” — Nicola Yoon Copy Share Image
“Once you become part of the world, the world becomes a part of you, too” — Nicola Yoon Copy Share Image
“love: a chemical history. ...The second stage, attraction, is governed by dopamine and serotonin. When, for example, couples report feeling indescribably happy in each… — Nicola Yoon Copy Share Image
“If the person who's meant to love you forever can suddenly stop, then what is there to believe in?” — Nicola Yoon Copy Share Image
“How can he not share his newfound joy with his fellow man? And it is joy. There’s a pure kind of joy in the… — Nicola Yoon Copy Share Image
“America’s not really a melting pot. It’s more like one of those divided metal plates with separate sections for starch, meat, and veggies.” — Nicola Yoon Copy Share Image
