It always smelled like it was raining outside, even if it wasn't, and you were in the only nice, dry, cosy place in the world.

It's partly true, too, but it isn't all true. People always think something's all true.

I was about half in love with her by the time we sat down. That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty... you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are.

I have so much I want to tell you, and nowhere to begin.

Girls. You never know what they're going to think.

Some people you shouldn't kid, even if they deserve it.

I was sixteen then, and I'm seventeen now, and sometimes I act like I'm about thirteen. Sometimes, I act a lot older than I am--I really do. But people never notice it. People never notice anything.