I don’t know what I’m doing, or where I’m going, but I do know that I want to do whatever it is and get there soon.

I say that I'm not into you like that, Camryn, because..," he pauses, searching my face, looking at my lips for a moment as if deciding whether or not he should kiss them again, "...because you're not the girl I could only sleep with once.

There was no logic or any sense of purpose except that I knew I had to do something other than what I was doing, or I might not make it through this.

Are you in love with me, Camryn Bennett?” … “Not yet,” I say with a smile in my voice, “but I’m getting there.

You're like a philosopher with tattoos.

I'm not sure what it is that I want, but I feel it deep in the pit of my stomach. It's there sitting dormant. I'll know it when I see it.

...I watch her so much that I forget it's raining at all.