..."And then we played Ping-Pong—” “Not pool? I always assumed he was a billiards man—I mean, it’s so handy the way he keeps a stick up his—

He can’t ground her if he’s already killed her,” I pointed out when Juliana quoted this to me. “Well, he can, but it wouldn’t have the same impact.

No one's family is normal. Normalcy is a lie invented by advertising agencies to make the rest of us feel inferior.

He only invited me because of you and Chase.' 'Right,' she said, following me inside. 'He's never shown the slightest interest in you before. I mean, he's never stared at you like you're the only person in the room when we're all together. Or sulked around for days because you turned him down for a dance. Or touched the sleeve of your sweater when he thinks no one's looking-' 'He's never done any of that,' I said. Then, less confidently, 'Has he?

Value people because of who they were deep down, not because of their names or their parents’ clout.

I got lost in him, and it was the kind of lost that's exactly like being found.

Basically, the world is a giant shithole. But some of us are capable of imagining something better.