And I think of nothing. I think of nothing but Rachel. What happens next is pure magic, and is for us and us alone.

It's a good day when a goddess gets on the school-bus with you.

I do what I've trained my whole life to do. I watch the ball. I keep my eye on the ball. I never stop watching. I watch it as it sails past me and lands in the catcher's mitt, a perfect and glorious strike three.

You don't swing at any pitch. You swing at the ones you can hit.

...She's not buying [the lie], but there's nothing else on the shelves.

Fear can keep you alive. The trick is not to let it overwhelm you. Not to let it rule you. If you’re afraid, that’s the universe trying to tell you something. Get away. Don’t run; don’t panic. Just pick up and walk out, calm as you please. Panic makes you stupid.

You don’t break up with someone just because of an argument, Josh. At least, I don’t.