Singin' in the Rain was most excellent if you like movies where people burst into song and tap-dance. Which I do, though not as much as I like movies where people don't.

The universe is seeming really huge right now. I need something to hold on to.

I hate those endless descriptions of a heroine's physical attributes . . . it really bothers me how in books it seems like the only two choices are perfection or self-hatred. As if readers will only like a character who's ideal--or completely shattered.

Always do what you're afraid to do.

Don't call me Alessandro, or this could get ugly. Oh, then may I call you Alice?

Get over it, Roo. If you have friends who actually like you, you’re popular enough.

There was nothing I could say in retaliation except something that would confuse her.