That smile could end wars and cure cancer.

When surprised and excited and innocent Gus emerged from Grand Gesture Metaphorically Inclined Augustus, I literally could not resist.

‎"I go to seek a Great Perhaps.

I'm a grenade and at some point I'm going to blow up and I would like to minimize the casualties, okay?

In the end, what you do isn't going to be nearly as interesting or important as who you do it with.

I do love you and what else matters but that

And I vaguely remember her smiling at me from the door way the glittering ambiguity of a girls smile, which seems to promise an answer to the question, but never gives it. The question, the one we’ve all been asking since girls stopped being gross, the question that is to simple to be uncomplicated: Does she like me or does she LIKE me?