Something I'd like to be perfect at? ... Loving you,' I said. The words climbed from my mouth. 'I'd want to be perfect at loving you.

You can do all manner of underhanded nice things when you have a caustic reputation.

in the trees this afternoon, he was a giver of bread and teddy bears.

I'd been in love with her for years. I never left this suburban town. I didn't go to university. I went to Audrey.

Warily, she dares to allow me a smile. "It's okay. It's just...I'm not too good at talking to people." She looks away again as her shyness smothers her. "So, do you think it'd be all right if we don't talk?

The question is what color will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying?

You can kill a man with those words. No gun. No bullets. Just words and a girl.