The sky was as blue as a stupid postcard, and the islands were as green as islands. — Matthew Tobin Anderson
We went to the moon to have fun, but the moon turned out to completely suck. — Matthew Tobin Anderson
I do not know what I regret. I sit with my pen, and cannot find an end to that sentence. — Matthew Tobin Anderson
At long last, you may no longer distinguish what binds you from what is you. — Matthew Tobin Anderson
Older teens tend to write to me and say, ‘Thank you for not writing down to teenagers.’ — Matthew Tobin Anderson