Kaui Hart Hemmings
For my 11th birthday, I asked to be adopted.Collection: Birthday
What's great about teen fiction is that it's all mixed up - there's highbrow and lowbrow!Collection: Teen
That's how you know you love someone, I guess, when you can't experience anything without wishing the other person were there to see it, too.Collection: I Miss You
Why is it so hard to articulate love yet so easy to express disappointment?Collection: Disappointment
I'm sorry," I say. "I didn't give you everything you wanted. I wasn't everything you wanted. You were everything I wanted.Collection: Sorry
I like the way men cry. They're efficient.Collection: Men
I think grief and fear are going to come to him suddenly. They'll be undiluted and words won't work. We're all going to get hit and won't know how to hit back. I wish I knew the answers, how to help myself and the people who will hurt all around me.Collection: Hurt
Because feeling love does make you feel superior. Until you find out you aren't loved back.Collection: Feelings
...we’re just kids growing up on an island, doing bad things in pretty places.Collection: Growing Up
I don't ask what Alex sees in him because I'm afraid my disapproval will make her latch on to him even more. That's how it works. I'll have to pretend he doesn't bother me and that I don't want to drown him in the bay.Collection: Alex
I'll never be ready. Yet at the same time, you always want to reach the end. You can't fly to a destination and linger in the air. I want to reach the end of this thing, and I feel terrible about it.Collection: Air
A sea of red lights, and I slow down. My job now is to gather everyone together and tell them we have to let her go. I won't tell anyone over the phone, because I didn't like hearing the news from the doctor that way. I have maybe a week to handle the arrangements, as the doctor said, but the arrangements are overwhelming. How do I learn how to run a family? How do I say goodbye to someone I love so much that I've forgotten just how much I love her?Collection: Goodbye
The sun is shining, mynah birds are chattering, palm trees are swaying, so what. I'm in the hospital and I'm healthy. My heart is beating as it should. My brain is firing off messages that are loud and clear. My wife is on the upright hospital bed, positioned the way people sleep on airplanes, her body stiff, head cocked to the side. Her hands on her lap.Collection: Sleep