I can't imagine why you're so interested." He shook his head. "Interested? We're talking about you. I'm fascinated.

Anything was better than nothing. Half-full was better than empty. Ignorance was the lowest form of humiliation and suffering.

Nice costume," he said. "Ditto. I can tell you put a lot of thought into yours." Amusement curled his mouth. "If you don't like it, I can take it off.

Are you crazy?" I said. "Crazy about you." "Patch!" "Don't worry, we've got time." "How do you know?" He staggered back a step, with his hand over his heart. "Your lack of faith hurts.

I wrinkled my nose, trying to figure out what he smelled like. Not cigarettes. Something richer, fouler. Cigars.

Father' is such an arbitary word. Douche bag, on the other hand.

Don't blame me. Tell your mom to move closer. Tell her there's this new club called civilization and you guys should join.