While it did smash, breaking a bottle over someone’s head requires a lot more force than movies had led me to believe.

For me to be a billion-dollar author, I need to have people buying my books at Wal-Mart.

Finn: I look at you because I can't look away Wendy. Wendy: That's kinda creepy. Finn: I will work on being less creepy then.

No! If you die, I die! You asked me to spend forever with you, and I'm going to!

His lips brushed against mine. Delicately at first, almost testing to see if this was real.

I loved Jack because of every little thing about him. The way he laughed, the way he made me smile, the way he'd stay up until nine in the morning watching zombie movies he'd seen a hundred times, and the way he could never hold a grudge. I loved him because I loved him, not because it was fate or destiny or in my blood, We had chosen each other, and that felt more powerful and more magical.

Nothing is 'just' anything with you