Sam looked at me, yellow eyes catching and holding me. "I miss being me. I miss you. All the time.

When did you get so smart?" He tapped his forehead. "Brain transplant. They put in a whale's. I'm passing all my classes with my eyes closed now, but I just can't get over this craving for krill." He shrugged. "And I feel sorry for the whale that got my brain. Probably swimming around Florida now trying to catch glimpses of girls in bikinis.

Beer makes people deaf.

Blue." It was Ronan's voice, for the first time, and everyone, even Helen, twisted their head towards him. His head was cocked in a way that Gansey recognized as dangerous. Something in his eyes was sharp as he stared at Blue. He asked, "Do you know Gansey?" ... Blue looked defensive under their stares. She said reluctantly. "Only his name." With his fingers loosely together, elbows on his knees, Ronan leaned forward across Adam to be closer to Blue. He could be unbelievably threatening. "And how is it," he asked," you came to know Gansey's name?

Gansey studied Adam's erratic handwriting. His letters always looked like they were running from something.

You’re my change of skin / my summer-winter-fall / I spring to follow you / this loss is beautiful.

All of them are men, not a girl amongst them unless you count Tommy Falk because his lips are so pretty.