The five of us walking confidently in a row, I'd never felt cooler. The Great Perhaps was upon us, and we were invincible. The plan may have had faults, but we did not.

I hate the rich snots here with a fervent passion I usually reserve only for dental work and my father.

The town was paper, but the memories were not.

Margo's beauty was a kind of sealed vessel of perfection--uncracked and uncrackable.

At some point, you just pull off the Band-Aid, and it hurts, but then it's over and you're relieved.

I do love you and what else matters but that

She loved mysteries so much that she became one.