Life's not easy for unicorns, you know. We're a dying breed.

I get accused all the time of having a big mouth. But if you ask me, guys gossip way more than girls do.

I'm a liar. And I can't stop thinking about boys.

And generally, when people say good night, they keep their tongues to themselves.

Not like this vision before us, who was shaking water out of his slightly overlong reddish-brown hair as he leaned over to lay down his board (revealing, as he did so, the fact that beneath his baggy swim trunks—so weighted down with water that they had sunk somewhat dangerously low on his hips—lurked what appeared to be an exceptionally well-formed gluteus maximus)

Aaron, in order to die you have to live a little first.

Life isn't a romance novel. The truth is, the reason romance novels sell so well ---- the reason why everyone loves them ---- is because no one's life is actually like that. Everyone WANTS their life to be like that.