Secrets are more powerful when people know you've got them," said Mr. Sutton. "You show them the tiniest edge of your secret, but the rest you keep under wraps.

How was I supposed to concentrate on my mental health when my therapist was encased in orange sparkle madness?

The problem is I can think whatever I think but I still feel the way I feel.

What if we could stop being different colors, different backgrounds, and just be in love?

You are my girlfriend," whispered Matthew. " You're my girl and I'm your guy, and you're my girl and I'm your guy. Let's not fight." -pg 126

These guys, they were so sure of their places in life--so deeply confident of their merit and their future--they didn't need any kind of front at all.

although she went home that night feeling happier than she had ever been in her short life, she did not confuse the golf course party with a good party, and she did not tell herself she had a pleasant time. it had been, she felt, a dumb event preceded by excellent invitations. what frankie did that was unusual was to imagine herself in control. the drinks, the clothes, the instructions, the food (there had been none), the location, everything. she asked herself: if i were in charge, how could i have done it better?