I mean, creatures who only exist in the dark don't know they're missing the sun, right? But once you've seen the sun. Once you've seen it light up the world ... once you've felt its heat all around you ... inside you ..." He clutched his own chest, and my heart cracked open. "Its hard to live in the dark after the sun dies.

Talking. According to Marc, I could talk the color off a crayon.

I was no suffragette, but I was pretty sure the he-can’t-control-himself defense was a big, stinky load of horseshit.

Meow, Meow, Motherfucker.

My shirt got torn in a fight. Yours evidently has a fast-release tab.

Was I wearing my 'I'm done with my virginity, please get rid of it for me' T-shirt?

Kaylee, you're adding two and two and coming up with seven.