That's the magic of books. They're never quite the same for any two people. When you read one, you automatically make it your own.

Courage is a fickle creature. Just as you need it, it often makes excuses and rushes out of the room.

As if finding a guy to solve your problems isn't a contradiction of terms.

The problem was that I'd never worn a bikini before. My dad doesn't allow them. He thinks even one-pieces show too much skin and constantly suggests that Jane and I wear wet suits.

I don't care what you Yanks say, cheese should not whiz.

I suppose you could pass for a starlet. You do have that femme fatale air about you. Like you crush boys’ dreams in your spare time.

Even the plants in Arizona wanted to hurt you.