More quotes by Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE

"Love burns. Whiskey burns. George Burns. What do all three have in common? They’re all dead to me."
"Last night my shadow exploded into hundreds of fluttering black birds, foreshadowing my love taking flight under the cover of camouflage."
"She’s twelve hours in the future, and exactly half a world away. No matter how hard I try, I will always be a part of her past."
"Let me just pause a minute and drink in this moment. And if you film it, I’ll be able to get free refills for life."
"I sip my coffee like I fall in love—alone in a field of flowers, writing poetry for the mailman, who delivers love letters, but never gets any."