I'm not a stranger," I said, and pointed to his book. "I'm someone who reads the same authors you do.

Everyone should be able to do one card trick, tell two jokes, and recite three poems, in case they are ever trapped in an elevator.

He looked like the sort of person who would tell you that he did not have an umbrella to lend you when he actually had several and simply wanted to see you get soaked.

I opened my mouth and kissed you then, the first time all night, attacked you and surrendered completely, and let’s get out of here. I’m ready, I’m finished, let’s not break up, no, no. Take me home, my boyfriend, my love.

In the secret pocket, she often kept a small pocket dictionary, which she would take out whenever she encountered a word she did not know.

And then of course the music sprang up, lousy rock as bold and dull as a giant potato. "Love this song," Todd said, like it was unusually brave to like what was number one on the radio.

There are secrets everywhere. I think everyone's parents have secrets. You just have to know where to look for them.