She carried herself like she was exactly the size everyone else wanted to be.

He didn't take her breath away. Maybe the opposite. But that was okay-that was really good, actually, to be near someone who filled your lungs with air.

Or maybe, he thought now, he just didn't recognize all those other girls. The way a computer drive will spit out a disk if it doesn't recognize the formatting. When he touched Eleanor's hand, he recognized her. He knew.

Your trash can is full of energy bar wrappers." "You were looking through my trash?

It's so easy for someone else to say, 'Don't worry. Everything's going to be all right.' Why not say it? It doesn't cost anything. It doesn't mean anything. No one will hold you to it if you're wrong.

I look like this because I'm alive," Reagan said. "Because I've had experiences. Do you understand?

Looks like somebody's got jungle fever.' 'That's not even the right kind of racist.