It was Nick's voice Nick's arms. He turned me on my back and swam with me, pulling me to the bank.

I think I’m dying to get to know a particular guy. Then he opens his mouth and ruins it.

This isn't a game for me. I love you, Ivy, and one day you're going to believe me.

You've changed," he said. "You're-uh-" "Yes?" "Taller." "I hope so. I was ten the last time you saw me." "And your hair's really dark now-and short," he added.

Every night she had fallen asleep dreaming about that kiss, and each kiss after.

It's been my experience," he continued, "that when you're with the right people, you feel more like yourself than ever. There's a happiness, and a feeling of coming alive to yourself and the other person, that's like nothing else.

What do you do with your anger when the person you're mad at goes off and dies? Bury it? Bury it inside you?