He's wearing his official university sweatshirt again, which puzzles me a little. I mean I'd sort of understand it more if it said Yale or Harvard or something, because then it would be a fashion choice. But why advertise the fact that you're at a university to all the other people who are at the university with you?

She shouldn't speak her thoughts; nothing good ever came of speaking your thoughts.

I really was a terrible actor. I did it for years in my twenties because it was like being at university again.

Emma was a shocking driver, simultaneously sloppy and petrified, and for the first fifty miles had been absent-mindedly driving with her spectacles on top of her contact lenses so that other traffic loomed menacingly out of nowhere like alien space cruisers.

Cuddling was for great aunts and teddy bears. Cuddling gave him cramp.

You can live your whole life not realizing that what you're looking for is right in front of you.

...Emma Morley wasn't such a paragon either: pretentious, petulant, lazy, speechifying, judgmental. Self-pitying, self righteous, self-important, all the selfs except self-confident, the quality that she had always needed the most.