Mutual, respectful, enduring love is completely attainable as long as you swear you won't settle for less.

I won't let this be my good-bye. I've folded one thousand paper crane memories of me and Grace, and I've made my wish. I will find a cure. And then I will find Grace.

This is Rilke. I wish I had written it for you.

The journal and Gansey were clearly long acquainted, and he wanted her to know. This is me. The real me.

I am an introvert. I should get that out there now.

Sam: “You—you greatly overestimate my self-control.” Grace: “I’m not looking for self-control.

Shouldn't you be looking at other cars? You know, car shopping usually involves ... shopping." "I don't shop very well", Grace said. "I just see what I need and get it.