Be careful what youโre doing, because no one is ever who you want them to be. And the less you really know them, the more likely you are to confuse them with the girl or boy in your head
Rachel CohnIt broke the spell. It's not that I stopped being happy. I was still inexplicably, utterly happy. But suddenly the happiness had implications.
Rachel CohnBut I know the difference. Everyone else is a ghost. I exist here alone, stranded by choice. Deserted.
Rachel CohnI figured being a bed salesman was a job of biblically bad paradox. I mean, here he was, forced to stand for eight or nine hours a day, and the whole time heโs surrounded by beds. And not only that, heโs surrounded by shoppers who see the beds and canโt help but think, Man, Iโd love to lie down on that bed for a second. So not only does he have to stop himself from lying down, but he has to stop everyone else from doing it, too. I knew if I were him, I would be desperate for human company.
Rachel CohnDrosophila,โ I said, remembering the word. โWhat?โ Lily asked. โWhy do girls always fall for guys with the at ention span of drosophila?โ โWhat?โ โFruit flies. Guys with the attention span of fruit flies.โ โBecause theyโre hot?โ โThis,โ I told her, โis not the time for being truthful.
Rachel Cohn