To really be a nerd, she'd decided, you had to prefer fictional worlds to the real one.

Wasn’t hitting bottom the thing you had to do to knock some sense into yourself? Wasn’t hitting bottom the thing that showed you which way was up?

Months are different in college, especially freshman year. Too much happens. Every freshman month equals six regular months—they're like dog months.

Levi's eyebrows were pornographic. If Cath were making this decision just on eyebrows, she would have been "up to his room" a long time ago.

You’ve read the books?” “I’ve seen the movies.” Cath rolled her eyes so hard, it hurt. (Actually.) (Maybe because she was still on the edge of tears. On the edge, period.) “So you haven’t read the books.” “I’m not really a book person.” “That might be the most idiotic thing you’ve ever said to me

That girl had the subtlety of a Spencer’s Gifts shop.

I didn't know love could leave the lights on all the time.