For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a nebula must collapse.
This is not your destruction.
This is your birth.
Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book. And then there are books like An Imperial Affliction, which you can’t tell people about, books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like betrayal.
John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
If your hair is done and you’re wearing good shoes you can get away with anything.