You look like a Goth factory exploded all over you!" he called as she ran down the hall. "Love you, too, jackass!

I have permission to live off campus.” She didn’t say from whom, because it was primarily herself.

Myrnin turned away to pick up his Ben Franklin spectacles, balanced them on his nose, and looked over them to say, "Don't do drugs. I feel I ought to say that.

It's only a hunting spider, it won't hurt you." -Myrnin "So not the point!" -Claire "Oh, pish. It's just another living creature. Nothing to be frightened of, if handled properly. I think I'll call him Bob. Bob the spider." -Myrnin "You're insane." -Claire

In any group of people, no matter how hard-assed they might appear, there’s always a geek.

You’re not seriously going out again, are you?” “Seriously, yeah. Bowling. Her name’s Laura. If you want more details, you’re gonna have to download the video like everybody else.

Rambo was a Green Beret," Hannah said. "Please. We eat those army boys for breakfast.